Blinded to chaos
Holed in the dark
Deaf to the panic
Muffled in silence
Immune to the touch
Of the dangerous feel
More to the peace
In a calmly sheltered mind
Chained in place
Guards with hearts of steel
And wills of iron
A glimpse of clear blue
Leads to one desire
Freedom for skies
And trees so tall
Air so open, a deserted land
Abandoned long, long ago
The perfect paradise
To escape the troubles
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