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fly

why am I determined to fly to be free from the world which bore me admixture to the sky-and-clouds compost to the crust-of-earth I am dogma to the wilted breeze up there or in here chained or unchained I do not own myself so shall I kiss the viper's fang or shall I stay to bathe in poison? this Life has been bought by Them what was the price of Death?