I do protest the fettering of my soul the tying of me to the posts of other people's idiocy You who don't even think to dare and I submit ever-steady, ever-lasting acquiescence No more the slaking of your desires on the marrow of my being I do protest the fetters I do protest the claims I do protest the audacious entitlement you seem to feel is owed to you I do protest - though meekly for I want none of your arrogance.
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