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How will I find my final freedom When earthly troubles yank me back Anchoring me to this paltry kingdom Where warring children tic and tac I tried to escape in a soaring rocket And aeroplanes launched me through heaven But I had no license to unlock it I merely played like I was seven The boundaries of this biped life Equal those empowered by every wife And husband who keep their child in check From accidentally breaking their neck Mother, hear how your land-slave sings Reward me now with a pair of wings! |
