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For once I thought,
"Can I be happy?".

Every night,
I heard foot steps
coming at my door,
But no one dared to
open up and ask
what's wrong.

I open my window,
And thought,
"How can it be so gloomy
yet so captivating ?".
Not the same as me,
Gloomy and so hidden
From many.

For once I thought,
"If I escape,
would it make me happy?"

The feeling of
wanting to be uncage
made it a lot easier for me,
Hence,
The window was the key,
For me to be set free.

And,

Before I hit the end,
I wanted to say that
a sad smile on my face
was bend.





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