A beautiful site

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic

See for yourselve's

A beautiful site


Observing the clouds in the sky through my window, casting my eye on the cars driving on the road, the persiennes on my windows look like prison bars but I have the key.


Still my ball and chain is a course in statistics and the probability that I get out of here is unlikely.

Still...  A beam of hope shines through the clouds and reminds me of life outside of bars
unfortunately I know it well to know it is no better than the prison here, no chains to hold me but not free.


Escaping from one cage into another is nothing more like a mouse escaping from a box but still being in a laboratory.
The mouse doesnt know, but I do.

The rain will wash the windows again and I can go back to my studies


Submitted: November 11, 2014

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Matthew D. Hay (Tangible Word)

Great metaphor and imagery :D Loved this (:

Thu, January 31st, 2013 8:55pm

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Hey, thank you.

How did you come across this post ?

Fri, February 1st, 2013 12:49am

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