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Enclosed

  • Writer: Trix Cruzales
    Trix Cruzales
  • Aug 23, 2016
  • 1 min read

I was locked in a cage, Located within a storage, A life not beyond average, A life to put at wage.

Now I am free, That may I agree, No longer with a pedigree, As I set my voice in decree.

My actions was put in a limit once, thus was set free, I may thank for letting me go no longer in a pedigree.


 
 
 

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