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Unbuckled By Angels
We're all wearing straitjackets
Whether from madness or not
For nature has us by the balls
From our swaddling in the cot
The past is a potent constraint
Not canvas and straps of leather
It dictates what's a personality
By a life-long, iron-clad tether
Shackles of love and desire are
Merciless in their subtle grip
Marriage ties bind us with ropes
No hide-b...
Saturday 7th November 2020 10:49 am
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