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My hands release, yet my grip remains steadfast.
I break the chains, yet they still hold.
I runaway, yet remain in place.
I reach for the future, yet only touch the past.
I control my destiny, yet you hold the keys.
I stand with pride, yet cower on my knees.
I want to let go. Please. Let me go.
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Them Crimson Spoops
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