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Jail bird
They put shackles on my wrists
Dug a hole and left me burried
They can never shackle my thinking
For my thoughts are free
Free as a bird with open wings
Soaring on the breeze
Dug a hole and left me burried
They can never shackle my thinking
For my thoughts are free
Free as a bird with open wings
Soaring on the breeze
Published 16th Jun 2018
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