Do you, feels secluded,
Sorry, by mistake, l asked,
You keep everyone at arm's length,
Don't, you feel secluded alas.
If our status separates us,
Aren't we in a prison alas,
Prison of our own authority,
Yet, secluded, till the last.
Your prison is different,
You feel you are so free,
Yet, you are in a prison,
Just bars, you can't, see.
Carpenter of Nazareth,
Washed His disciple's feet,
Do you follow that man, if so
So imitate the master, Amen.
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