Jack the Ripper
Ignorance Is Bliss - Poem by Jack the Ripper
Life is to a prison
As dirt is to a mole
It's all we've ever known
Because we've never seen the whole.
The prison is to the release
As the dirt is to the sky
Just because you live in dirt
Doesn't mean you'll never fly.
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