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They chained me with the intentions of Breaking me through incarceration. Not knowing that to imprison my flesh, Was fuel for my will to break the chains. Each Day, my mental brow is stronger For me to give in spell's doom, Something I can't see... They hate that I see with my mind's eye Instead with what the eye can see. They hate that I think now, Instead of following my feelings. They are mad that I take the extra step To challenge myself, instead of The illusional...
