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Glasshouse


I try to hide.

I run to find a room with no windows.

Where no one can see me.

It's so hard when you live in a glasshouse.


There's a light within, but darkness without.

Everyone can see in, but I can't see out.

I run, I try to hide.

It's so hard when you live in a glasshouse.









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