The Cave
I broke the bonds,
Climbed out of the cave which was my ignorance,
Into a new world--a beautiful world,
Some embrace this servitude,
Allow themselves to be diluted,
But not you and I,
For we are capable of emancipation,
To free ourselves of our blindness,
Letting in the light which is true,
At the crest of the cave, I can see it, you and I
Free
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