I have had it.
I am afraid you have called wolf far too many times.
Trust has vanished, if it were ever really there.
But I remain.
What are these chains that bind me?
What is this weight that cannot be shaken?
I continue to pull a last straw from a never ending sheaf.
You could say we are hanging by a thread…
But why won't it break?
I am afraid you have called wolf far too many times.
Trust has vanished, if it were ever really there.
But I remain.
What are these chains that bind me?
What is this weight that cannot be shaken?
I continue to pull a last straw from a never ending sheaf.
You could say we are hanging by a thread…
But why won't it break?


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