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Trapped in a glass cage, No room to move, To expand and grow.   I feel pathetic, And so hungry.   Squandered in a clear prison, I can see bright beams of hope.
Trapped in a glass cage, No room to move, To expand and grow.   I feel pathetic, And so hungry.   Squandered in a clear prison, I can see bright beams of hope.
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