I breathe life
I'm in a cage
Thousand of miles under
My freedom;restricted
Beauty if you ask me has faded away
My body is wilting, almost to sand
I'm dead but still alive
How shall I free myself?
How shall I taste from life?
How shall I save my heart, that breathes freshness?
How shall I come alive, again!
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