Poem -
freedom
Freedom
Freedom from the lonely grey
Passing days just drift away
Walking through the darken room
Not a sound from the gloom
How do you feel?
How do you feel man?
How do you feel?
How do you feel?
When your cold and broken hearted
Feeling free as a bird
Not a care in the world
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