There are agreements that are reached
When you become an adult
Agreements not to say something
Agreements to behave in a certain way
Whether it is natural to you or not 
Whether it is right in the moment or not 
The binds of these agreements are like coils round my body
They snare me til I can't move 
And my directions are directed 
By somebody else 

But there is freedom 
There is reality
The one all encompassing 
That knows no boundary 
And all limitations are a joke to it 
And just seeing you are caught 
Loosens the chains til they fall away 
This is love 
The force that feeds the engine of creation

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