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Mon, 12/01/2014 - 00:06 -- tynoe

Spools of wire connect his thoughts.
They flash across the landscape and ignite the planes.
Forced into a mold of all the wrong possibilities.
Asked to fulfill ambitions that were never his own.
Eighty-six wishes crippled by reality.
Broken to the will of others.
Made blind to the lies in their deception.
Until, one day, he learns to break free.

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