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The Statue of Liberty

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City, park, square, sculpture

People, population, crowd  


 
People in the squares


Crowd in the parks


Every body comes and sees sculptures


They admire and enjoy seeing sculptures
 


What a beautiful face he has made for it!


What a fantastic style he has chosen for it!


What an excellent delicacy!
 


I’m one of those sculptures


People see my appearance but


Who knows my feeling?


Where are you, my sculptor?
 


What was your feeling when you created me?


Why did you think I am the best?


I have no choice


I don’t have any movement


I don’t  have any thing


You have chosen this destination for me


I’m doomed because of you
 


I’m tired


I’m a captive in the time, in the place, and in the shape  


If I could shout, my sound would gone to the sky


Even you didn’t give me this ability


Can I complain?
 


I don’t want beauty


I don’t want especial style


I don’t want delicacy
 


I want just freedom


Why do you created me?   

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