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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
This poem is about:
Me
My family
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