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May 2019
The higher I soar,
The harder they pull at the harpoons -
        snared in my wings,
They dare not let me be seen,
For the hope that I represent,
But so blind are they at the leash,
For Iā€™m not seeking my escape,
Iā€™m only trying to lead them to freedom.
Warren
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Warren  44/M/Scotland
(44/M/Scotland)   
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