They Look at the Things

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They look at the things
All glittery gold
From the outside
All dark
In the bitter harsh cold
They dream of the things
They can't have behind bars
They have hope
They have faith
They still reach for the stars
But they can't get what they want
They can't get the stars
'Cause they're far from the life
They can't have behind bars

By Mikayla Reichard
"This will certify that the above work is completely original."





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