Can a soul once crippled learn to fly?
Can it ever really reach the sky?
Or is it doomed to stay this way;
A crippled soul – to never play.
For laughter, joy and all that’s fun
Should be the right of everyone.
So though your soul may feel the yoke
as daily life your heart does choke
remember that you’ll always be
like all of us – alive and free.
Hello cruel world, I’m here to join this circus.
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