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Self Bound
You know not what you ask in gently rhythmic concrete mask,
Of fluid voice yet solid grasp of wont and needed lust,
Of me.
Grant unto me one day from myself and I shall conquer the world
Deceive not me with soul flattering words for these bind me fast and tether me to my perpetual past,
unchanging,
stagnating,
unyielding,
undying.
poem
by
Ike Khan
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