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January 13, 2018

I already have a gag around my mouth
It keeps me from speaking out.
Heavy chains weigh down my mind
They keep me tied.

The rope is ready and set

But please keep the noose
Loose enough so that I don't lose
What little of me is left.

Freedom evades me
Though it is so close
I try to reach it
And then the rope goes.

;Oh Glory
,I have tricked it
,I have won
The rope has tightened
.But freedom has come

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