deep within the wings of time
my thoughts lie bare waitin' to be collected
on by one to keep them save from destruction
by the hunters there tryin to change them
for me
and I know they will be comin'
takin' away the only freedom I have
my freedom of thought so I have to run
leavin' them behind
waitin' for me to collect them again
when time has had a change of heart and
my thoughts again can speak their
mind
(c) JR> 2019
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