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1 of 5. I see them, they don't see me...

Look at them! Every day they visit the house. When they have seen enough, they return to their comfortable lives. How I envy them, their freedom.

I see them but they don't see me.

Oh, they think they do, some of the clever ones who think they have the gift... but they don't. They have no idea that I am locked in this room, trapped until some kindness can release me.

If only that one person could see beyond the walls, find my mortal remains and release me from these earthly shackles to let my soul soar to the heavens...





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