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alone in the cage he felt
the peep view with flowers
was dying in him
his thirst did not help them
revolted, the unbuilt wall he broke
his view, unremained was
the flowers eternal are now; but in death
the wall has crushed the dream he reached
 with anger in veins
what to fight for, he felt
landlord of creation
master of all.

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