The wild beast in the white cage
scratching the claws on the red soil
howling for freedom
roaring to wander
to fly towards the brightest sun
And wailing wind blew past
ripping apart the pearly bars
behold! the beast is out
let it rove the dream land
the land that it desired
And so the dam became empty
and the drums stopped beating
yet the world seemed so full
and so beautiful
the bucket is emptied
the burden is lifted...
I kissed the ground
and stared at the sun
one day, I'll be there
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