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The Journey

I think continually
I was heading south
and finally
I rise
I rise
From such demise
Never knew I had it in me
I toiled
soiled
and foiled
the master whose whip
I outlasted
On this sorrowful trip
The Blasted!

But I knew one day my chance would come
No more to these lashes I will succomb
But I stayed, patiently I waited
For the day has come
I am emancipated.

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