cries of unborn

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That world is delusive
I cannot go out to play!
Bound within the four walls
Will I remain a slave(of people's thoughts)?

Through her ears
I've heard what they do
To kids born with two X
Oh! I do not want to go

I wish to breathe in fresh air
Devoid of all that hay
Bring me into the world of love
Where no one shall betray

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