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Jul 2018
Freedom
The captured craves it
The captor hates it
What is its price then?
Priceless or bargained?
Or else only imagination
For nobody is really free
Only some pretend to be
Written by
5oulPoet
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     Fawn and Salmabanu Hatim
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