My freaking mind is spent,
aches and bruises cover my cranial surface.
Ouch...Darn...
I now have retreated to my domicile .
Shower and Regroup I say..
Never give in, we all shout..
I burn on the inside with color in a colorless place
well not exactly colorless, but it is frowned upon.
I am the Springbock who is kept inside, without sun or grass.
do you expect me to stay in while the door is open.
foolish if you do think, for I will run and leap into freedom
give me the chance and I will do this for you,,my young doe waits for me
I can smell her many pastures away.. she can smell me
don't worry my sweet doe, I am not far.
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