FISH TANK

I am a whale
In a fish tank

No room to move
Not able to breathe
No means of escape

Prisoner to your desire
To possess

And you think
It's quite acceptable

Not having the sense
To know that

If you cling to me
You will lose me

If you let me go
There's a chance
That I'll remain

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