Ribs (silly little poem)

Ribcages intertwined like two lovers holding hands,

why does one describe this as feeling trapped? 
If I were trapped in your ribcage for all of eternity as if I were a vital organ of yours, 
I'd feel as if I'm free. 

My freedom is being caged within you.


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