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Feb 2015
They like to hold us on a leash
and chain our eagle wings.
They tell us we're stuck
and that we're never getting out.
They hate our rebellious spirits
and spit on our self-ruling dreams.
But darling, we're the wild ones,
and one day, we will be free.
one day the invisible bonds that tie me to this town will be broken and the world will be mine to see.
Liv
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   Jack B
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