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My mind my rights my soul


I am but a man

Experience illusion

Inexplicable confusion

My mind. My rights. My soul.

I am right. He is right. She is right. We are right.

You are wrong. I am wrong. We are all wrong.

Still.

My mind. My rights. My soul.

I try to run free.

They kick me to the street. 

I try to hold my feet.

They tear me apart.

Ripped at the seams

I can see.

There is no difference between you and me.

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