The Towers


The Towers stand above us,

With windows for them to see

To see everything I do

To keep constant watch on me.

There is no way to leave,

We cannot escape here,

We are bound in this place

Surrounded by ears that always hear.

And the sun may shine,

And the flowers will bloom,

But it will be worth to us nothing,

Because we are trapped here.


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I'm a professional author. I love travel, forests, city life, and being creative. I love to gather hobbies, none of which I am any good at, and I like to spend as much time as possible with people.

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