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Jun 2015
White walls
press down on me
Squeezing my chest
Robbing me
Of precious
Precious oxygen

White walls
Make up
My home
The home
From which
I cannot

White walls
I love
But they're
Written by
KRYS  New Zealand
(New Zealand)   
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