Freedom


SOMTHING IS MISSING, HAVE I BEEN SO BLIND
NOT TO KNOW WHERE IM GOING OR WHAT I SHAll find
is this world so confusing , ill always be lost
just to get where im going , not knowing the cost
was my destiny written on some ancient scroll
that explains this confusion thats taking its toll
and while reaching the highest point of my mind
will i realize that freedom is all i would find

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