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Trapped in routineTrapped in samenessTrapped in a roomTrapped in a deskStuck in this routineStuck in this samenessStuck in this roomStuck in this desk..
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When I was littleYou took me outsideAnd you told me to look upI didAnd my mind was filled with so much wonderI felt as if I could flyWhen I was little..
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