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My prison or my home? I shall,
Never know what these empty halls —
Are; if they contain friend or foe,
If they care about me, don’t know.
Married off to a stranger, not unkind, not cruel,
Not a friend, not yet a foe, stately and no one’s fool.
Behind these walls, a sullen keep,
I’m kept, without sunlight’s relief.
My thoughts aren’t considered, nor my —
Opinions valued, I’m defied.
No special princess, just his highnesses wife kept,
Safe from the world, from experience, trapped, bereft.
Where did childhood’s freedom go?
Where are the green fields, wild flowers?
I just want outside but then you’d,
Never find me again, I’d far go —
Back to my father, to a life of freedom glad,
My prison? Tigresses caged attack when mad.
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