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Complete, First published Mar 01, 2015
Footsteps painting the ground with identities
creating pictures of their faces
their feet creating tapping sounds 
echoing melodies of liberation but
beneath the ground were shades of darkness illuminating imprisonment

souls existing in solitude away from the realness of the life above
where footsteps do not stagger but glide, and stamp like soldiers on a march

beneath the ground 
were souls of antiquity touching the base of the ground in attempt to give the beings above subliminal messages 

begging to be revived 
begging to have their voices amplified
to experience the breeze of freedom once more

Above were identities of man
with valid permission 
to have a sense of being 
a persona 
a breath 
a life
a sound mind

beneath were souls
screaming 
exhibiting inferiority that scouts for recognition 
battling to have identity
but given a sentence 
but they are just figures and figments of illusion

enlightenment was sold for those who exist above.
abolishment to those beneath.
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