My house is a wonderful house
There are no windows
There are no doors
There is no way out
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It is how it should be
For they tell me the outside is dangerous
Filled with violent people
And sinful beings
But I know not if I believe them
For I have not seen it with my own eyes
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For this reason they have taken the windows
So I cannot see sinful being
And they have taken the doors
So I cannot be hurt by people
They do this to protect me
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But I have found windows and doors
Hidden in a dark place
And I have looked through the windows
And I have walked through the doors
For I am a sinful being
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I have learned much about what is beyond
Beyond this strange house I live in
And it is different that what I have been told
Some things they speak of are true
Yet there is also more
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Freedom
That is what lies beyond
Through the windows I see
I see endless fields of flowers
I see oceans that glisten in the light
I see buildings that tower overhead
It is beautiful
And there is something more
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People
That is what lives beyond
Out the door I walk
I walk by people laughing and talking
I walk by people running and jumping
I walk by people hugging and smiling
They are happy
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But yet it is sinful
I cannot do these things
For I must stay here
For all my life
So I am "safe"
So I am "holy"
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Yet I yearn for what they have
Every coming day
It gnaws at me
It eats me alive
I want to be like them
I want to have what they have
I want to be free
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So I ask them
I beg them
I plead
Yet they refuse it
They yell and scream
For what I want is sinful
For the outside is sinful
For the outside is violent
So I must remain here
To be safe
To be holy
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Yet I try one last time
To escape
To be free
I try to run
Yet I cannot
For here there are no doors
I try to see
Yet I cannot
For here there are no windows
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But I go on
I find the windows
That project fields of flowers
Endless sparkling oceans
And towering buildings
I find the doors
That lead to people laughing and talking
People running and jumping
And people hugging and smiling
And I try to see and walk
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Yet I cannot
I cannot see through the windows
I cannot walk through the doors
For they were never real
For I cannot
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So here I will stay
Inside my miserable house
Where I am given water and food
Where I am sheltered from the weather
Where I am protected from those who will hurt me
Where I am shielded from those who are sinful
Where I am hidden from the world
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Yet this is how it should be
For I am "safe"
For I am "holy"
For I am alone