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No chance of rescue... so relax

Ha ha ha
I’m gonna die
From the start I was an egg placed in the pan to fry
I’m grounded I have no wings
I can’t fly
I’m a paralyzed slave
And I am going to die
Life through me a push
Then a shove
Than a curve ball and I had no glove
There’s NO chance I will be rescued
Freedom in that thought
The Big dreamless sleep
Sounds relaxing
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