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Chained to the ground, accept it Live it Chin to your chest Tears stream down your face You count your days till emancipation   Hope in your heart, deny it Escape it Head up high eyes to the sky Chains rattle as you struggle You count your days till take off   Chains aren't for you, scream it Fight it Fire in your vein and throughout your body  The ground trembles as you are in protest  You demand to be free  

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Me
My family
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