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Freedom is great


Freedom, Freedom is great, But freedom is just a word. That never goes unheard. Freedom is a noun, But it's also just a sound. We are forced to go mute in a form of pursuit. In the process of getting rid of hate. And yet were forced to contribute. But what happens when we offend a classmate? Freedom, Freedom is great Behold a society where we manipulate, our own emotions And have plenty of broken divotions. Freedom a word with many meanings. Life, Living is a price. Liberty, Liberty is responsibility. And the pursuit of happiness, The forgetting of your own personal crappiness. Freedom Do you hear that? That's the sound of a new generation, learning the power of our nation, Faceing new types of discrimination. Towards the way they show their veneration Towards ages, Towards races, Towards the way they show their graces Mistaken all their achievements, as facing small stages. Freedom. Freedom But freedom is just a word. That never goes unheard. Freedom is a noun, But it's also just a sound. Freedom is great. right?
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