Trapped and chained
in this limited boundary
of the people and the world
same story which is already old
i wish i could unfold, behold,
same misery which is heard and told,
heart never warm always cold,
nothing is yours and mine
everything is Sold,
I wish I had enough gold
and i would be bold
and roll the world. :P
in this limited boundary
of the people and the world
same story which is already old
i wish i could unfold, behold,
same misery which is heard and told,
heart never warm always cold,
nothing is yours and mine
everything is Sold,
I wish I had enough gold
and i would be bold
and roll the world. :P
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