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Bind my hands Shackle my feet Rain lashes on my body Prick, prod, impale and crucify You can impound my freedom You can bludgeon me bloody... Still, I stand tall Proud, unbowed, My spirit is yet free I am yet, the master of my soul! (Inspired by W.E. Henley's Invictus) ~Contest: A Freed Verse ~Sponsor: Brian Strand. ~"I Stand Here" contest Sponsor: craig cornish

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Date: 10/15/2018 6:42:00 PM
Abdul, this is wonderful, I love it, so powerful! Best of luck in the contest but this is a winner to me no matter what and is going in my favs~
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Abdul Malik
Date: 10/17/2018 10:59:00 AM
Thanks for your vote of confidence, Dear Heart. Appreciate much.
Date: 10/14/2018 5:54:00 PM
fearless write which empowers one's very essence... i like this, abdul!..huggs
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Abdul Malik
Date: 10/17/2018 11:00:00 AM
You made my day, nette. Thanks so much.
Date: 10/14/2018 5:24:00 PM
Powerful poem, Abdul. Good luck in the contest.
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