A special
cell it is
And the
inmate obscure
The
inmate tied to the cell like one needs the other
With who
owns who yet to be discovered
The
inmate plays the game
The cell
creates the stage
With
lights, sounds its own
When
audience applauds the inmate thinks it won
The cell
expands craving for more
The stage
just got bigger and the cell demands more
Dances to
the tunes played by the cell
But the
play has a schedule and a time to end
The play
ends and starts a new one
The
inmate forgot to find the door
All it
had to do was stop and look
Look
within for that gleam of light
To the
door called freedom
From the cell
called body!
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