He would knock on the Door and open it And he walked into the bedroom That had a huge bed shelves full of books a fireplace a small little living room everything that you can count as luxury he would slow to your cage where you are sitting in the corner with chains on your ankle He would kneel down in front of the cage showing the flowers that he picked out especially for you and said in a softest most gentle voice I got you these flowers darling they reminded me of you
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