Placed in our Cast
Assigned by things beyond our grasp
A system shaped before our time
Inescapable – Unfathomable
It has no Rhyme
I have heard of those who move beyond
I have dreamt of places, outside my pond
Myths and legends of doors that cheat
Of armies and worriers and of swifter feet
Stories of strength - enough to break my cage
Someday to scream - to let loose this rage
To fall through to more than I have now
To set my foot and finally touch the ground
More than substance it what I crave
More that life that leads to grave
Immortal man that lives inside
Break through and find
What it means to be alive
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