My Prison

I am imprisoned in my body There are so immense to be discovered and I'm just surrounded by four gray walls. I want to fly and I have no wings, I sing and I'm dumb, I look and I'm blind. How much oppression! much pain! I prey on my body The street is full of dead quiados lives by a system that has led to the disease. Silence, indifference and blindness is the world around me. There are so immense to be discovered and I'm just surrounded by four gray walls.

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