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Freedom


Ten million ropes are pulling me in every direction. To the left!! To the right!! My voice is getting quieter and quieter. I am downing in a sea of ropes pulling me. I feel like a million tons on my body. I am losing control. My life is being controlled by the ones holding the ropes. But alas, a light! The light the shines bright coming from my heart. It shoots out with words, words that make me who I am. Words stronger than any man or animal. Words that can change life. I am free from the ropes problems it comes with. These words are my heart poured out by the light, which is shines with pride. My words free me.
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