The Tame Bird

Fourteen.

Nineteen.

Twenty.

Spain.

Germany.

England.

Parents.

Money.

Him.

Why does the universe prevent

Me from living?

I’ve lived my whole life

Inside a house.

Now I’m worried

The door is locked

On the outside.

Carpe diem.

Carpe diem.

Carpe diem.

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