Freedom is in the eye of distance
How far can you go
If you're a second person
Only so many meters per

Unless there's change
Then you can slash another second
And prepare for more and more
Or less and little

Pretend to know and you're 
On your own rope
Holding the braided racket
To your unapologetic cheek

Turn and face
It's the only race
A species of everything
The universe calls its god

Follow, then,
As anything is part
And parcels properly posted
Are ready for rains and suns

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