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I really hate titles...lol
 want to withdraw

release from the commitment

be clear of thought

blessed with absent mindness

liberated from clutches of monsters greed

with grass between my fingertips

and mocassins on my feet

to breath clean air

be crisp, pure, clean

I don't want to be part of your world

and see what there is to be seen

because looking through your eye glass

is like peering into a cup of coffee

in a smokey cafe

choking your space

watching outside the window

that hasn't been cleaned in weeks

I want to be free from this world

released from it's ball and chain

find better understanding

than be caught in this highway race

lost in other's pitty pleasures

I'd rather sip my tea

let them live their lives

I need the real thing