I will have my fan.
If I am put in a cage,
I will sing the melodious songs,
to make my oppressor,
to accompany me,
listening my music day and night,
even in his dreams,
He may be outside,
in the cage of earth,
but his mind belongs to my music,
and I caged him.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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