clambering up the bricks of a deep tower
trying to grasp at a chance of likely freedom
Yet there is none, escape is impossible
with a small rush to the head of excitable prowess
only to find that freedom from impending doom
is an impossibility for one such as him
rescinding into the darkened gloom once more
continuing to crawl along the hard cold floor
a useless boring man; lonely to the core
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