I wished to soar, But then you clipped my wings. And watched as I hit the floor. Peacefully dreaming on my own, Until I was drenched with cold, cruel reality. Thanks to ***you***. Might I not merely survive around you? Do you thrive on making sure I don't? I'd like to live without borders. With or ***without you***.
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