A footstep, a single and inquisitive door,
A place of choice, liberty galore,
One unable to be gained within reality,
We aren't people, we're just sheer humanity.
Beyond redemption, but beyond gaining more,
A cage eats through our heart, and into the core,
We are spurious people, no acceptance at all,
We invade so much space, though the world is small,
We pretend to smile and let it sink through the ground,
Freedom isn't our priority, and silence is their sound,
We are volatile people, changing like our posterity,
Forever evolving only to find mere hostility,
Like a vile curse has befallen, sinking right through,
Their entity isn't a problem, simply me and you.
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