“I am not free-- And it may be Life is too tight around my shins; For, unlike you, I can't break through A truant where the blue begins. “Out of the very element Of bondage, that here holds me pent, I'll make my furious sonnet: I'll turn my noose To tightrope use And madly dance upon it.…
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