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Feb 2015
I can't stand this prison
with bars made out of
numbers and equations
I need to escape
Give me
an iron spoon
So I can dig my way out
Give me
a sleeping pill
So I can put
the guard to sleep
Steal the key
Unlock the door
Set me free
C'mon, bell
Hurry up and
                      ring!
Sky
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Sky  25/Non-binary/that mystical place...
(25/Non-binary/that mystical place...)   
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