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I am a Caliban

I am a Caliban groaning

Oppressed by Prospero

In an Isle unknown spring

My urge to freely flow.

Desires of Prospero his bridle

***** and nag me ; my Ego resists

The Cultural pressure they girdle

To shroud my Peace and past fast.

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