Only 4 letters, and a specific echo in my head, I’m free. It may not look like it. I have the same chains around my ankles, the same heavy weights to carry. Chains built by societies, chains inherited from my past actions, and a weight still crushing my heart some nights. Still I’m free. I have caught the key. It has the form of a decision drawn in a cloud. The decision to really listen. Really listen to what I know is good for me.