Standing idly,
Frozen in time,
Unmoving,
Waiting for something,

I've lost track,
Of what that something is,
Years have passed me by,
Yet I remained still,

Now is not the time,
The voice within echoed,
Without restraints,
Yet shackled in place,

Stagnant and motionless,
Screeching in silence
Confined within,
The prison of my mind



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