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Let me feel the essence of life
Don’t make my mind a caged bird
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I want to fly with airy mirth I want to dance with lovely rain on earth Narrow sights with orthodox arts
Make a shackle to bind up beautiful thoughts Mind is losing the wings for freedom A life like a slave—a living hell!
Give me back the wings of mind
Let me play with glorious sights
Mind can’t go through mental slavery That’s the devil’s bug to destroy holy earth No peace can touch the deepest heart
No art can show the outstanding verse
Only by ensuring the freedom from slavery Mind can regain the divine dignity for any role
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