Such a freedom I had, –
told Cecilia, –
headed myself,
such a liberty I took,
heated myself,
did what I liked,
hated myself,
went at large,
heeded myself,
left at home,
hid myself,
hoarded myself,
stood on my rights,
hurt myself,
get the reins,
hit myself.
Hooded as myself
an owl hoots:
Who’ll break the walls
of this prison for me?
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