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I've gotten myself a pair of golden shackles, It is shiny. My parents love it, It brings them pride. My friends is envious, Because it shines. But soon, I realize. The shackles' painted gold. What's worse, With it, I can't traverse. Golden shackles, Is shackles after all. Now I'm trapped, shackled, bounded. Doomed. Only time can release me, From this golden shackles.
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Aug 7, 2018
Aug 7, 2018 at 4:08 PM UTC
Golden Shackles
I've gotten myself a pair of golden shackles, It is shiny. My parents love it, It brings them pride. My friends is envious, Because it shines. But soon, I realize. The shackles' painted gold. What's worse, With it, I can't traverse. Golden shackles, Is shackles after all. Now I'm trapped, shackled, bounded. Doomed. Only time can release me, From this golden shackles.
Personal story. Probably some can relate to.
kunshun
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Aug 7, 2018
Aug 7, 2018 at 4:08 PM UTC
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