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This fiction of the "hard" life

It's captured you, by design

When every move runs counter

You're enslaved by your own spite

Claims of freedom gain no traction

When every step is a reaction

So I'll hear no cry of rebellion

When you signal your transgression

Hope against hope

You may come to see

Each breath in response

Cannot be free

Hope against hope

That you cease to breathe

Every move in reaction

It cannot be...

Hope against hope

You may come to see

A living retaliation

Cannot be free

Every molecule crumbled fills me with glee