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Journey to Freedom


The journey awaits

Get ready to embark

We don’t want to be late

It’s almost time to start

 

The ship is ready

Strong and tall

It is steady

And sure won’t fall

 

We rode the waves

That surged above

The image we saved

We were in awe of

 

The ocean roared                                                             

Salt stung our eyes

As we soared

High into the skies

 

We looked back

And saw the past

We didn’t bring jack

So we need to arrive fast

 

Hours and hours

We now see the land

That will soon be ours

It will be in our hands

 

The land of opportunity

Embraces us

It should bring unity

We will need to adjust

 

There she is

With the torch in her hand

You sure can’t miss

For she is high on her stand

 

Land of the free

This is quite strange

But we can agree

We’re ready for the change 

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