Freedom


The chains of subjection broken,
the dominion of the foreign gone.
We live free, we live free.

Head held high, flooded with euphoria.
No longer the obstructed are we.
For we are free, we are free.

The once imposed strings of slavery,
replaced with freedom completely and utterly.
We live free, we live free.

Drifting in the essence of our own free will,
no longer confined, no longer denied.
For we were were meant to be free, we are free.

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