Inside my body lies an Animal. An Animal that has a thirst. A thirst that has yet to be satiated.
This Animal is feverishly clawing and scratching, trying desperately to free itself from the flesh and bone prison in which it is confined.
How shall this beast make its escape? How shall it break from the bonds of misery? How shall it find the way to freedom?
The Animal desperately seeks a way out from the cage, it cries and cries, but no one hears it pleas. No one hears it clamoring for freedom.No one is there.
What shall the Animal do? How shall it break free from the fetters that bind him with such hopeless firmness?The Animal knows not what to do.
The Animal is suffocated by the sentries of torment. Anger, Depression, Dejection...the Animal knows all on a first name basis. The Warden--Misery--rules with a cruel hand.
The Animal is not defeated--will not be vanquished--by the malevolent thugs who have cast him into this dungeon.He is not broken, he is not bowed.
He will get out. He must get out.The Animal is destined to roam free and it will be so.
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