to hold me captive,
subjugated and confused
In a cage of my own construction,
yet not in possession
of the key nor my faculties,
seeking to regain delusions
of free will cast aside.
As tomorrow turns into yesterday,
Deep amber rays shift and slide,
illuminated spectres reminiscent of
simpler times, easier times
of innocence and laughter upheld,
where the day seemed everlasting,
and the night full of magic.
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