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jailbirds
It's nightime , lockdown , in this four walled world . A thousand voices rise to be heard over one another ... in this steel jungle , like so many birds , that constantly dream of flight .
Published 26th Feb 2013
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27th Feb 2013 2:23am
the sad thing is, half of us still have not realized we're locked up. thank you.
27th Feb 2013 11:11am
yeah ...been out over 10 yrs. , but locked up comes in many guises , thanx OS , stay in touch , peace out ....
30th Jun 2013 10:32am
deep! none of us are truly free. we're all slaves/enslaved to our daily lives.
to be free is to give up all inhibition.
to be free is to give up all inhibition.
