He was not killed but imprisoned,
From childhood to maturity.
His imprisonment haunted him,
As the unseen started visiting him.
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Perspective is Everything.
There are no barriers remaining here now.
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Yeah, I have an opinion...
La vie est trop courte pour boire du mauvais vin
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The sky is high. The Czar is far.
Captive words, that push, jostle and shove
The stuff that comes out a bird's mouth.
A place for holding belief in random but beautiful and natural understanding