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Rising Again

Set me free, From the Pain, Of seeking financial gain, It's inane, Inhumane, It's leaving a stain, On my mental plain. All this strain, My body is in pain, I'm going insane, Playing this game. My natural ability, Torn from me, As I grew to be, To who I was to be, In a broken society, Fears and scarcity, Enveloped me, Halting my maturity, Now I clearly see, The hold it had on me, I'm breaking my chains, Rising again, And this time I win.

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