Sitting In a Quarantine Dramatized ... :>
(Project Omnia)
Darkening the hues of the sky
And it thunders down the cloud
The light - that touches the eyes.
I have been locked here, in this place,
A place many call home
But trust me, dear, when I say this loud
I am tired of being alone.
The clouds out roar in the infinite world
The fact that they are free
And I just wonder when I hear that sound
When shall I touch that glee?
O Master, the maker of the seven skies
Let me out for once
And for that one moment of liberty
I shall let go you hold my leash.
I shall die but soon here,
Sooner than I've known
And I beg you, O the Master of this place
For Once let me go...
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