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BONDAGE

Many cages round me,
Bar on bar
Stand grim, forbidding!
Ghostly pressures
Clutch my heart.
I gaze with eyes unseeing—
Whereunto may I wander free?
Alas, alas!
My garden walks lie inwardly!

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