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Neville Oct 2016
FREEDOM

Never seen and only heard an understanding by spoken word
Incarcerated inside a body belonging to you
The scars of life rippling through
Etched secrets begin to form, the day a life was born
Muddled memories is how it starts with tales of truth to calm and sooth
Now I know it wasn't so bad was it worth the life we had
An understanding is all it took, freedom but why by hook?
Forgiveness is hard to stir happiness no longer a blur.

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