under this gray suburban sky,
sooner or later you will get tired of being border, trench, barricade
against arrogance indifference, discrimination and hate...

and you will dream of being free to go like the water of a raging waterfall
or forest and leaves and mud and branches free to rise up the sky
or just like that little key
the right one, that enters the lock and turns, turns slowly
freeing real life from this suburban jail
or at least like a root that reaches and breaks through concrete to the surface
of this gray suburban ground
and so be it
ever free
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