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i had a name
til I had none
shackled, stolen, broken boned
ripped from good
stripped
searched
laid bare
metal to my brow
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i had deep faith
til I had none
beaten, silenced
left alone
gripped his gun
and crippled, felled
at last
life cedes its vow
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