Rebellion

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    Rebellion
    How can I even think about breathing wrapped in your chains struggling to be free in a place not as free as it seems. Bound by the straps you call rules placed there for my own good, but what you say is good for one is not good for all. I’m drowning in the uniformality you call fairness. Unable to think on my own. Stripped of my own free will. I’ll break all the bindings you placed on me just to show I can.

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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