Be my boundary, within limits,
of a country undefined.
A cage, an edge, containment field;
the surface tension of sweeter time.
With able access to the sky,
a land most fair, withholding wild,
to make my way inside.
Delayed at borders, being chosen,
examined and detained;
Have you and business here today?
What goods to you bring in?
And how long do you forsee your stay?
jms 2007
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