These Gems Can Never Me Molded Into Anything Poem by Nat Z. Punx

These Gems Can Never Me Molded Into Anything

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this bunker of solitude
seems not so much as a refuge
as a hinderance
it will never seem like a prison
just a blockade of the horizion
that i could share with you
the future will never be a shining beacon
it has reality with you somehow
something real
and obtainable

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