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Molds
The world is full of molds that people realise or unrealise
When people were born, they inevitably were put into molds
Our souls are molded, our behaviours are molded, our values are molded
They are rolling off from the production line one by one
Witnessing those molded souls, I was dreaded to think, "Am I soon to become next one"?
Quivering with fear, I was screaming, "Stop molding me! Stop..."
and I ran away as fast as I could.
What a relief as I thought I've successful escaped
When I turned around,and there's a mirror in front of me
I clearly saw the pallor of a molded square soul inside
She looked into my eyes grimly and pathetically wispered,"Nowhere to run"...
PS. I scribbled the writing above last year after reading a book named Controlling People by American author Patricia Evans.
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