FREE!
I'm a bird flying high,
Higher and higher I climb in the sky.
I feel the sun and the breeze,
Flowing through me with ease.
I fly to the left and fly to the right,
Seeing the big wide world in a brighter light.
I see what's been lost and know what's been found,
And I flit and flutter to the beautiful sound.
No longer trapped in the world I was bound,
Out of the blood thirsty jaws of the hound,
I can go where I want and just be me,
Because I am finally...finally free!
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