Barred Windows...
I wistfully stare
Through the bars of my window
Longing to join freedom
In her frequent sojourns on the road
She grips me by my soul
And we wander across times
Waking to a new dawn each day
Resting under a new moon each night
The change takes my world by storm
Exciting, overwhelming, finally exhausting
Till I can take it no more
And look for a home with barred windows
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