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Bird in an Ungilded Cage before/after Soon, I shall be free of my erstwhile prison home. Soon, I shall wander and soon I shall roam. Does free really mean free? You know, free, like I said free... We all live in our own prisons, with bars of hate, fear, and shame, (ignorance, indifference are also due the blame.) what color will my walls be like? Now they are no longer the same?
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