Dec 2017
First there was a lock
now you have the key,
The chains holding you down
finally set you free,
Open the door
step into the light
all that bad stuff
dissolves into the night.
now you have the key,
The chains holding you down
finally set you free,
Open the door
step into the light
all that bad stuff
dissolves into the night.
(Cornwall)
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