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My life is like a fish in a bowl,
An endless loop.
He bounces off the glass day in and day out.
I repeat my eight day cycle weekly.
I want something more.

We are trapped, we must wage war.
We won’t ever get away.
We must pick fight or flight
We must fight!

The frosted peaks of the Himalayas to the scorching sands of the Gobi
Are not for me.
The Endless deep blue sea, swimming wide and free
Are not for he.
Why must they chain us to a repetitive life?





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