In the middle
Of what I hate
Feeling bound to do
What I don't want
I can feel the
Cold burn of iron
As chains bind my heart
The light fades as I
Cease to resist
Then I remember
The chains were taken
Cast off long ago
They only bind when
I take them willingly
So I lay them aside with
The keeper of the light
That I will never
Need to resist
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