An original pair.
Born.
Free to see. Witness.
But at every step.
Doomed in a cage.
A pack of damned perception.
Trained the balls
To be trapped in the false
Image of the past.
Nothing to discard.
Nothing to cast.
Patterns of beliefs
Blindly return,
Recycle in years.
Horizons and stars
Beasts and bees
In mountains and seas.
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