And nobody knows
that my weakness is a mask
and my strength is a mask
and that what is coming is a tempest.
They think they know
So let them think so
and I happen.
They put me in a cage so that
my freedom may be a gift from them
and I have to thank them and obey.
But I’m free before them, after them,
with them, without them.
I’m free in my oppression, in my defeat.
My prison is what I want…
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