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You have released me
from my prison.
The gates are wide open
I am no longer chained to
the life we lived.
I will not look back.
My kindred spirit flies to my
shoulder as I step across the threshold
it has kept me company all these years.
You thought you were the only one who
could lie and weave stories for your benefit.
You will finish serving the rest of my sentence.
As the gates close, I smile
I am the one who will keep the key
to your prison cell now.

(c) 2010 Kimber Michaela


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