Impression Expression

I’m sensing insecurities in all
I fondly visited so recently.
Five minds in bodies, bent to overhaul
experience that’s obvious to me.
I wonder how they’d fare if they could see
themselves relaxed and open to a flight
of fancy ballasted but ranging free.
I wish they’d let escape what’s wound so tight.

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