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bars
When i look
though these bars
of your disign
when i feel the sun
through the window blinds
when i smell fresh air
when you open the door
i bow my head
and cry
a little more
though these bars
of your disign
when i feel the sun
through the window blinds
when i smell fresh air
when you open the door
i bow my head
and cry
a little more
Published 4th Oct 2011
| Edited 11th Dec 2015
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