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i’m deadly. you’re deadly.
freedom isn’t deadly.
many people died for freedom.
so much freedom is wasted because humans are dying inside.
i’m left here to write.
freedom done died, my child.
in death, there is freedom.
with freedom comes death.
i write because there is nothing left.
death is bag of garbage, young man.
don’t die inside because you want to attain freedom.
freedom lied. death lurks behind.
you have always been free. death is but a short sleep.
your soul is a kite, let it run free.
freedom is deadly & beautiful.
my twisted mind.
(my twisted mind.)
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