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I stand free

My mind made up with pride

I march for praise of one

For those who I love

His will must be fulfilled

I need to do

What he wants me to do

I want, I must

All shepherds

Washing minds of

Artless lambs which

Deny their own function,

They guide us to failure

They feed up with

False sense of rule

Bringing themselves

And their pupils to full

Denial of life