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freedom of a Fool

A faith we fancy is that freedom is fabricated and forged for us by our forefathers who fought and forced their foes to forfeit their feud. They fended fiercely and defended fearlessly a fictionalized fact, freedom, filtered with fire and flame. A few fell to be famed fellows of the future while a fraction of the fraternity are farewelled faceless.

 

All those frigid flashback brought-forth what we framed and fantasized as freewill and forbade freaks to falsify our fascination.

 

It all falters as we fathom that freedom didn't fade ,but w/o a fons-et-ergo, a foolish fairytale foretold for us to falsely follow a formula for the foremen to fortify the fake façade of freedom while we flounder and they float.

 

And if we flush and fracture their folderol, we are flagged as flagitious, frauds and fellons.

For the feasibility of freedom is a mere ****** Fuckery to **** us.

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