Why?
They robbed it from my comfort
They wrenched it from my grip
It’s in the past, quite far away,
A memory about to slip.
It left, leaving me caution
The scenery from view.
Escapes and wonder it provided-
The magic that they slew.
The pathway disappears
In the distance far behind.
I watch from my cages’ perch
With just one question:
Why?
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