
02-15-2008, 06:19 PM
"I watch a squirrel from afar.
Away...at my window.
He is scuttling. Trembling. Twitching,
As I watch the green grass beneath him change,
due to the wind.
I am locked in my room. Confined,
no matter how big that room, may be...
As I longingly reach out to the door.
I feel as if I am stopped. By a chain dragging me back,
nevermore, nevermore..."
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