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Why is it that those who have no weighted chains are the most confined? They are the ones who should be free to shake and rumble!
Crossing lines and borders only stretches those strings that are meant to keep you fixed. You make impressions upon the place, wind yourself around poles, and then leave for the next destination. It’ll make for an ornate web, but soon, you’ll be the one tangled and tripping over your own threads, tearing holes in your creation. Then where will you lie? I do know you’ll be near water. I only hope wherever you are is somewhere I can send you pieces of my netting to prove I’m severing my hindering ropes.
March 25, 2007