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Freedom


Freedom is what everyone strives for

Yet we all see it in a different way.

We long to break free of all life’s difficulty

And yet we can’t help but stay

In a whirlwind of doubt and desire

That leads to our demise.

The only way to truly break free

Is to enjoy being alive.

The joy of living and breathing

Is why we all were made.

If just once we looked outside ourselves

We could see freedom in a new way.

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