Disclaimer: Hmmm...nope I'm still not J. K. Rowling, at least that's what my doctor keeps telling me...
The Great Escape
Floating on an ever-present stream
I am lost in the currents
Never to be found again
Drifting along the murky depths
clammy hands drag me closer
and closer towards salvation
Soaring through the heavenly skies
the keening note of my soul
laden with sorrow and pain
I will never be free
you will always be my master
And I forever your slave
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