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in cur-sed Bliss
I sit
awaiting Suffrage
through Blind Justice
a Criminal
Torture bound
Integrity Stripped
Identity Questioned
Freedom Shackled.

Oh Horrible crime
did I Commit:
Thirst for Knowledge
Hunger for Pride
Desire for Independence
For these I am Guilty
yet, I am Plundered so.

Hear Me! See Me!
render Judgement
of my Committal,
Thirst, Hunger, Desire
Not of the vicious circumstance
in which I live.

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