Caged In

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Restless pacing back and forth.
I stop, but the closer I move to the metal fence
that surrounds me the tighter the collar gets.
If I could only get close enough to reach my hands
through to the other side.
They are there to rescue me, but even
they won’t wait forever.

Kimber Michaela 2013

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