You try to convert me like analog to digital, so that I'm not an individual, but I have to be me, I have to be free - free from the hypocrisy that creates calamity.
Yes, now that I mention it, what is freedom, when there is always a price to pay for said freedom?
There is always a rule, a barrier, a restriction, seems like a contradiction.
Submitted: April 04, 2012
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I feel that that is a WIP, but I posted it to share it as is.
Wed, April 4th, 2012 2:56am