I
Fenced in.
Closed doors.
Windows left open.
Gentle breeze.
Morning coffee.
Evening tea.
Solitude
Alone
Aloof
And Happy.
II
Fences, big and small.
Feet too big.
Thumping and Walking.
Breaking shackles.
Challenging traditions.
Creating new trails.
For tomorrow.
III
Safe fences.
Blooming flowers.
Muddled speeches.
Birds chirping.
Engulfing winds
Cuddled
In Solitary world.
Growth follows.

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