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Freedom

My life is barbed wire Shall I string myself along? Suppression takes more forms Than Playtex has bras Am I to be dominated By someone else’s God? We addict ourselves To all we hold most dear Our loves ... Our fears ... Our hatreds Enslavement is liberating! Pass ME the yoke Of freedom

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