Raised

Patting my shoulder

Arms raised in freedom

Fleeting secure fragrances 

Succumbed in giant walls

The music echoed in peace

The silence caressed,wet cheeks

Broken speech,torn in pieces

Patting my shoulder

Arms binded, by the freedom

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