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Man is but free within the confines of his mechanical capacity, Like prisoners pacing the square court yard, Or the queen basking in her throne's glory, Given writ to fly , Free for only as far as led wings may carry, Like the pauprs tin on iron grating, Or the deaf musician within the infinite corridors of his own mind's ellation, Set upon the world a stone of sorrow for all men to worship, A corner stone of blissful indulgence where bliss is ignorance and a man may no more be free than he is allowed to

dream a dream of green skies and of blue oceans, A storms eye which grows in his heart from behind the guilded doors of the court yard he must pace. For even the queen is only free within the radiated glory of her golden throne, Man is but free within the limitations of his own self wrought prison..