Free as a bird now to the mysteries of time I’ve held the key to my cage for a very long while. Waiting and pondering on the mysterious visions’ after all I put my self here this time. Closing in on me at times the bars lay impressions on my skin. Marks to show the hurt of loneliness, I’ve held the key to my cage for a very long while but I think I’ll take my time before I escape.
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