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My mind is full of locks.
These seals I’ve never seen or thought.
with every key i stumble to,
i'm guided more into myself.
each lock unlocked
and every shut door un-shut,
I find myself. Born new, an epiphany
with red feathers ablaze,
the fire-hawk of my mental creation
bursts the flame of inner torture.
the vessels, mannequin men
walk their robotic strides.
These strides lead in only grey circles,
and again from thought,
I find myself