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Of Shackles and Freedom
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Flying Free You wounded me
when I had no will
to fight back;
you, the determined
dragon.
I vainly recall the
harshness of your voice,
yet it comes to me
clearly in nightmares.
I realize you are nothing
more than what you
appeared to be -
a would-be politician
who loves cigars.
And now, seasons past,
I realize how very lucky I am.
