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Just
let
me
wake
up
in
the
morning
to
the
smell
of
new
mown
hay,
to
laugh
and
cry,
to
live
and
die
in
the
brightness
of
my
day.
I
want
to
hear
the
pealing
bell
of
distant
churches
sing.
But
most
of
all
please
free
me
from
this
aching
metal
ring
and
open
out
this
cage
towards
the
sun.
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