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Imprisoned
Somedays
It's as if the echoes
Of when I was trapped
Have followed me forward
I felt surrounded then
Imprisoned
By something I couldn't see
Or touch
It's as if the echoes
Of when I was trapped
Have followed me forward
I felt surrounded then
Imprisoned
By something I couldn't see
Or touch
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