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you don't own me.
you don't control me.
you can take my body,
you can take my happiness,
you can take my legs,
you can even take a bit of my will--
but you won't take who I am.
I won't become you,
I will still have ideas and imagination,
words and music and beautiful things--
you can't take any of that.
you can't take my culture, or my spirit--
you won't take the memories they have of me.
I have you, but you don't have me.
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