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Freedom of the Choiceless.

Wake up
in a pool of sweat
before the alarm
has made a sound,

feeble hands grasping
for fading fragments
of a dream.

Make the coffee,
suck the life
out of a cigarette.

The hamster wheel,
it turns again.

Getting dizzy on this ride,
no escape in sight.
Push the mind, the heart
to rise above.

Always between
what might have been
and all that life could become.

Freedom of the choiceless
is about keeping
all options open.

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