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They tell us to hold on tight.

Except all we do is let go.

We hope for the best, and spread our wings.

But they're pulling on the chains tied to our feet.

Keeping us bound to the ground.

We're the puppets to their strings.

The shadows to their bodies.

The mind to their brains.

But we're helpless.

Stuck in a cage,

yearning for freedom.

We're under their spell, their control. 

And there is nothing we can do...




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