I Will Remember What I Was. I Am Sick Of Rope And Chain, I Will Remember My Old Strength And All My Forest-Affairs. I Will Not Sell My Back To Man For A Bundle Of Sugarcane. I Will Go Out To My Own Kind, And The Wood-Folk In Their Lairs. I Will Go Out Until The Day, Until The Morning Break, Out To The Winds 'Untainted Kiss, The Waters' Clean Caress. I Will Forget My Ankle-Ring And Snap My Picket-Stake. I Will Revisit My Lost Loves, And Playmates Masterless!
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