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i don't know how to do this my mind is black just want to give in thoughts are running through my head 
You are a caged bird. A redbird or a jay. A key dangles from your owner's neck, as he brings you seed each day. You belong in the sky, where you can soar without a care, instead you ponder behind iron bars. No one said the world was fair.
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