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My Name

The name you gave me is not my name
I feel free. My name is not Free.
I am imprisoned in society. My name is not Imprisonment. My name is what I want.
I cabt make up my mind.
think.
Hope.
Love.
Dream.
i like to dream. That is My name.





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