Locked-up

A beautifull view
That's what i see.
A bird flies to the north,
And a mouse goes in his hole.
But then a white spot
Now my vieuw has a dirty drop.
And then i realise,
That it's here as cold as ice.
In my head i here a boom,
And i stare at the window
In my locked-up room.

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