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Ready (2)

The training done, the schooling over

A new life is awaiting you

At the side of your beloved Master

Never knowing what is due

The will is broken, but peace is there

Fitting right into my mould

As an object of desire

Into my hands you have been sold

Chained forever, kneeling meekly

Waiting for my beckoning sign

Jumping at the bat of an eyelid

Marked and branded, forever mine...