I feel sore,
But this is the last stage.
Maybe, then I will do more,
But now, I feel like in the cage.
Recalling my childhood,
I miss all of my friends.
What, those days, I could?
All of this, my soul now pretends.
Existence with unbearable pain,
I only have such stuff.
Maybe, it is time to cut the chain?
All of these undergoings were enough.
In the cage
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