Tag: freedom
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Clouds
They floated above me Finding peace in the wind That I longed to feel They moved at their own pace While I ran with others I longed for their freedom Their compassion Their release.
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Woodland
The fresh air calls me Calls me back to my childhood My youth My freedom The fresh air sings of change Of a lost life Of better days Dreams I had forgotten and my Voice started to come back. I knew where to go and the Woods knew how to get me there