you do not steal from me
because whatever you take
when you are caught
i am always willing to give
do steal away from me again
and i will give it to you again and again
for in truth
i own nothing
and i am not taking anything
away from here
for in truth
we own everything
and you have the right to take what i think
i have inside my hand
i will always remember
the Bishop who gave the chandeliers
to Jean Valjean
who bought his soul
with silver
from God.
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