I want to get through this locked fence.
Sometimes it don't make sense.
I'm stuck in a hole.
No wings on my soul.
I feel so alone.
I'm stiff as a stone.
I need some sensation.
Is this apart of my transformation.
Everyday I get little bits of information on my destination.
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