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Oct 2021
i am just a goat in my prison home
once my life was free i could freely roam
now im all locked up ive done nothing wrong
locked behind a fence very high and strong

same thing everyday is something i must face
walking round and round in this prison place
sentenced here for life samething everyday
here in goat prison is where i have to stay

freedom as all gone theres nothing left for me
locked behind a fence left in misery
all i do is dream of how it used to be
when i could roam around and my life was free
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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