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Liberation discharge has a loud call, need to unwind shouts boldly, as the fettered heart feels no better until it is de-controlled. Caged, a muzzled soul will unravel slowly having freedom, believing, when turned adrift emancipation widens as it homes for relief. So unhand my heart, release me, disband this neglected affair and leave hold of erroneous persuasion that shacked means care. Who I am is unique and of late I begin again to celebrate life for my own pleasure, and not for what others think is my state.
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Apr 7, 2017
Apr 7, 2017 at 8:18 AM UTC
Who I Am.
Liberation discharge has a loud call, need to unwind shouts boldly, as the fettered heart feels no better until it is de-controlled. Caged, a muzzled soul will unravel slowly having freedom, believing, when turned adrift emancipation widens as it homes for relief. So unhand my heart, release me, disband this neglected affair and leave hold of erroneous persuasion that shacked means care. Who I am is unique and of late I begin again to celebrate life for my own pleasure, and not for what others think is my state.
fay-slimm
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Apr 7, 2017
Apr 7, 2017 at 8:18 AM UTC
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