Out of Here
When they ran they had no plan.
Just go, go and never return.
Now they stand where not one can.
In a place no one will burn.
They are far out where you can see every star.
These is not cage, not one bar.
Freedom came,
Determination is to blame.
They cannot fall, they stand too tall.
Now that they are home,
Where there are no walls,
Where they have it all.
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