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Freedom
The forest is dark, baring the magnitude I detest
I am taken aback by the loneliness felt in company of millions of angry, swaying trees
The man I see is not the one I want, he is too intact and whole
Pieces, parts and emotions thrash in the heavy, damp wind
Visibility low, blocked by the sound-waves of my beating heart in conjunction with my speaking mind
The heavy thumping of the man's feet becoming closer than before
Rain pouring, winds pulsing, voice is a luxury I do not obtain and hearing inevitable
Dark, dark, darker, more and more moon than sun, until even the moon betrays
The man, close now, reaches out his hand as I unwillingly lift my heavy arm to find ours as one
His hand is mine and mine his, we move in synchronicity, terrified of our power
We place our feet into one, becoming two powerless torsos with one set of arms and legs, fraught
Melding as one, we realize we're one in the same, two half-lives living as one, intact, at last
Melting hearts and heads clarify stupidity for ignorance and heart break for sub-par love
The sky a flurry of brilliant blue and eager white, the birds chirp to the rhythm of one happy soul
I A M F R E E .
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The piece was written to explain the emotions acompanying my being gay and coming to except it in terms of society as well as coming out to the world.