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Freedom


The wind whips at my face brushing past the trees running through the wilderness I can't run far enough... I can't run fast enough... I just want to get away Soar high above the sky, go deep beneath the ground, I need to go. I need to be free. My soul is untamed and wild My heart beats... longing for another place it calls home. How do I get there? I dream of overgrown forests, life all around me, there's no end in my mind...
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