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Aug 2011
I see you pacing to and fro
All you want is to be let go

They pulled you from your home
and stuck you in a dome
you cannot find a place to roam

You see the eyes gazing in
While the world out there is full of sin

You see a boy, eyes full of sorrow
You hope your time comes tomorrow
All you have is your mighty bellow

You have seen the many faces peering
Wondering if anybody is caring
Hopefully they can start learning
The important facts of concerning

You miss the green, untouched grass
You can't think from the pounding glass

You're just left to be a lonely lion
You look forward to your days of dyin'
After all your unnoticed cryin'
Hank Roberts
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Hank Roberts  30/M/Portland
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