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Four walls surround me
Four walls trap me
Four walls stare at me
Four walls frustrate me
No windows, Lock door
Freedom where did you go
Hour go by or maybe days
I don't know anymore
I lay on the floor
And let my mind drift away
My only hope is that death will come soon
And set me free.




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