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Shackled to your will

How do I find freedom when I am shackled to your will?
And lonely do I travel when I’m crawling up your hill
How I linger in your shadow ’til you give me light to feel
And hour after hour I am at a standstill

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal


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