Quite close to the freedom

Such a short time left
So many faces to see
Feeling bereft
Don’t know who is me

The spaces inside
Of my own are so few
Nowhere to hide
Need to restart, renew

The deafness detaches
The blindness defies
A life made of patches
Sewn together with lies

The sadness enlightens
Protecting the rest
The noose now it tightens
For failing the test

This story, such boredom
Should end anytime
Quite close to the freedom
The end of the line

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