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Wind blows
And I hear the chains rattle that bind me to my fate
But I cannot feel them
For they don't exist

Earth trembles
And I hear my master scream in his ending pain
But I cannot see him
For he isn't real

Fire rages
And I hear the collar around my neck break
But I cannot feel it
For it is an illusion

Water rushes
And I hear my savior call out to me
But I cannot see him
For he was never here

Why must I
Only hear the things that bind me and free me?
And why are they
Only things that exist in my head?

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