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CHOICE


As a bird I soar through the sky's.

When and where I will land I don't know where that may lye.

For all my life I wish to be free because the path that I walk.

I know that I will never disagree.

To be able to freely speak my mind.

I know it that it is something that no one can bind.

Before I did not know who I am

but what I did know is who I was.

I am me and I am myself and

I am nobody else.

My choices decide my own fate

and thats how I know the path I follow isn't fake.

Some can say that what I do would make me a fool

but you can bet that this life I live I will never regret.

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