Who I Am
I am but a slave.
A slave who is pulled left
And tugged right.
A slave who goes which ever way the heavenly wind blows.
A slave. I have no free will.
A slave. I follow your plan and never sway.
I am but a slave.
Oh you! Who is my master,
bless me with common ground!
I am a slave to you.
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