Prison of our own Making
We who build worlds dwell in a dank and dismal prison of our own construction, though not our design. Why so difficult? Where is the green grass? Where is the sunshine?
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We who build worlds dwell in a dank and dismal prison of our own construction, though not our design. Why so difficult? Where is the green grass? Where is the sunshine?