JITTERS IN FETTERS!

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When you are locked up in a room,

with a vow to end the doom,

and you fell inside deeper,

cent far from graceful bloom.

Although you have a vision,

dilluded and without reason,

for which you remain indifferent,

despite changing season.

You are dying to see the light,

and indulge in jittery fight,

no wonder it will be when,

when you will see the lively sight.

◄ MY DREAM!

THE THREE MUSKETEERS ►

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