It is my endless dream to live
a life of total independence.
To think, say and do as I like
is just great, but that’s not all.
I know I’m not an island.
I need people, I have my preferences.
Society nurtures my likes and
dislikes making me happy or sad.
Am I really independent?
Ties and bonds cut my freedom.
Prejudice and pride blind my thought.
The day I rise above good and bad
I am irrevocably independent.
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