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Chains of old 
wrapped my mind 
in selfish discontent, emotions focused 
on the pain 
I couldn't circumvent, 
spirit shackled 
by the grief 
clouding every day, 
all the while I couldn't see there was another way. Chains of old wrapped my mind in selfish discontent, emotions focused on the pain I couldn't circumvent, spirit shackled by the grief clouding every day, all the while I couldn't see there was another way.
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