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You've had my wings clipped
Since day one,
Never gave me the opportunity to fly,
The chance to try.
Keeping me close at hand, on a chain
that i can not break.
You know I won't be able to compensate,
for the pain and suffering you've brought to me.
Never letting me see,
Who I could really be.

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