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POEM: Free

 

What are you free to do or be?

Can you set out across an endless sea?

What deserts can your mind go roam

from which your fears won’t send you home?

Epictetus asked, “Are you free?”

Can you stand, while others flee?

Can you escape the default mode

that’s locked into your mental code?

Can truth change your way of seeing?

Are you sectless in the art of disagreeing?


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