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When i look
through these bars
of your disign
when i feel the sun
through the window blinds
when i smell
fresh air
when you open the door
i bow my head
and cry
alittle more
View this entryFor freedom.
Wisdom is dark
- The soothsayer’s tongue,
Muse is the cock’s cry,
Strength is from tongs.
Magnificent; son of a mammoth;
Royalty is born as a maggot,
Admitted as Cadillac,
Mediocre is Cadaver.
To see the world in multicolour;
Accept the feast in...
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