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molten metals crash against the chain,
crushing the links but strengths still remain,
sparks of heated embers bounce across stone,
the harder the hitting with sweating muscles groan,
echoes of metal chimes touch each wall,
another hit so hard it causes the chain to fall,
a look of unexpected freedom morphs his streak line face,
forever it seems he was hitting with intent to escape this place,
turning to leave with a smile cutting deep into his cheeks,
he tries to walk but his legs unable to move for weeks,
crawling while and taking short steps towards the light,
he drags himself over the rocks to reach a greater height,
pupils adjust to the sun touching his soaked wet eyes,
reaching the outside with freedom his tear dries,
lifting with little strength in his unstable stand,
the outside comes into focus to show a wonderful land.