The innocent prey of tyranny flock and veil beneath statues of fraudulent liberty in lands of untold slavery. They try to find themselves in the emptiness of Ellis Isle but their attempts at redefinition were nothing but metaphor. Hollow eyes bare desperation and blighted hope for preconceived freedom. The soil of so-called aspiration was their only reward.
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