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5d
You promised me a golden ring
I gave you my silver ring

You brought me in a lavish house
I was missing my airy house

You gave me food in golden palate
I was missing food on leaf palate

You gave me bed of poses
I was missing my bed on roses

You gave me air tickets to fly
I was missing road side sky

You gave me every thing of your choice
I was finding my voice
missed in your noise

You gave me many coins
I was struggling place to join

You took my wings of expression
I looked for my reflection

You made me an object of museum
I want you to return my freedom
Dedicated to one friend finding her freedom
Written by
Vanita vats
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