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Victim of Knowledge
I am imprisoned
Amidst walls that speak
Beleaguered by chains
That read through my mind
That seek
I sense not even time,
Not a day, not a week
It is only in space
I find my years of light
I am a prisoner, a victim
Beyond all the painful and
The bleak
Still yearning to know,
I still bespeak
An essence of this complex, meek
Surrender
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