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I Was Lowered Into Solitary

I was lowered into solitary;
Perfumed and robed in fine linen.
What would I do, inside a cage,
When only I, would inhabit?
In here, darkness is imprissoned,
And silence is without life.
Though a fly, I won’t hear, nor
Bulge out of shape in public;
Still, what would I, perfumed
And robed in fine linen, do?
Perhaps, to decay I'd plead for
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