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Jan 2011
Freedom;
Independence;
Stem from choice-
but I don’t want to choose.
I just wanna walk around your earth,
being a slave to you.
God, I choose to live life as your daughter,
not as my own person.
A wife, a mother,
have chosen noble paths,
but a daughter follows the trail farther.
I’d rather be bound by chains of gratitude,
that limit me,
than leave others, bound in chains of metal,
to suffer.
Shasta Lee
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Shasta Lee
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