Freedom/escape

I want to get away.
I need to take a trip.
Punch Society in the nose
and give Reality the slip!

Cast off the shackles of
labor, collect my wages
and split! Let's do it
now, man, before we're
too old and sick!

Let's take some memories
with us into the future;
not regrets and incomplete
dreams!

Follow me! I know the way,
attuned with Life which holds
the means!

Michael Mcguire
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