they seem
like cold stone
you bang on them
they are harder than iron
they bang on you
you melt like wax
infront of them
you are a seed
no !
a pebble
a seed grows
a pebble doesn't
you're forever
imprisoned
bound
by the boundaries
of your mind
there is no escape
in the vastness
of knowledge you are
drowned
and destined
never to conquer
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