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Blocked
There’s a thick pane of glass
Slicing our worlds in half
You put it there
To keep me out
I bang on the glass
I scream and I cry
While you nonchalantly
Walk on by
On the ghost of your footsteps
I die
Slicing our worlds in half
You put it there
To keep me out
I bang on the glass
I scream and I cry
While you nonchalantly
Walk on by
On the ghost of your footsteps
I die
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