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Press the panic - 
button, 
for beautiful inside. 

There was a hundred 
moons dialogue 
in the cage. 

Fear was walking 
in dark corners. 
There was no iron gate. 

Only golden bars, 
pushing you back 
from touch, feel and unstitching. 

Let the world find a 
neck broken falcon, 
convoluted. 

I am taking a fight 
to be born again 
as a white bird.