To Be Free
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Art comes in many forms,
With our hands we paint,
With our voice we sing
With our imagination, We create things,
But the most expressive form of art to me,
Is written in stanzas with ink.
Can anyone hear me? No you can'tI'm confined in a bubbleGet ready for the rant
I want to writeI want to createI want to make people laughI know that's my fate
