| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - You shall never set me freeGaze into this emptiness and you can see the truthGo ahead and craft your lies, but I am your living proofOur deal was made centuries ago and who am I to judge?I shook your hand and granted the promise of true loveEach millennia, your heart is a cell for my soul to dwellAnd I thank you, my love, for letting me hide in this shellA/N: I wrote this piece three years ago.
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