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invisible chains

 

The day will come when I shall be free
When I'll step outside and at last can be me.
 
I'll cast off my chains and throw them to the ground
And scream for  joy, without making a sound.
 
And no-one will notice as I run naked through the street
The hour has come, there'll be no more defeat.
 
And everyone shall wake, not realising they've slept
They'll say they've dried my eyes, not knowing how I've wept.
 
Equality has arrived and justice is supreme.
I am free. I am free. I am free.
I am free. I'm free ...

 

 

... I wake.

 

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