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You contradict my perspective.
Never consider my mind.
It's just you and your collectives,
collective of my time.
I ululate soliloquies of my dictions.
Never do you hear this dejected bird.
All you think of me is a nonfiction withing your fiction.
Dejected, never heard.
You endeavor in manipulating me.
Attempt to create an impossible girl.
You never look circumspectly.
You just inspect the flaws in me that you created.
You are my "inescapable" dictator.
But soon I shall be free from this bird cage.
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