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I live in feeble attempts to make my life matter, Every moment my wings beat against broken glass to escape but i cannot. Searching for a way to get out to be free to live a life of more than entrapment in a zoo of madness My life is not lived it is recorded, chewed up, spat out, cooked, served It's encaged by everything i could've/ should've done my life is not lived it is not anything but...but, it matters
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Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 5:43 PM UTC
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I live in feeble attempts to make my life matter, Every moment my wings beat against broken glass to escape but i cannot. Searching for a way to get out to be free to live a life of more than entrapment in a zoo of madness My life is not lived it is recorded, chewed up, spat out, cooked, served It's encaged by everything i could've/ should've done my life is not lived it is not anything but...but, it matters
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Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 5:43 PM UTC
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