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Aug 2018
Some say that freedom is
Wild emotion
Animal lust
Running through the forest
With no shoes
No words
Then none who is free
Can say what freedom is

Some say that freedom is
Language
Logic
Rising above emotions
On the wings of the mind
Then none who is free
Knows what freedom feels like

I say that freedom is
The ability to choose
Between these states of mind
At will
Or even
To combine them

Only then can we truly understand
Freedom
Only then will our whole soul be
Free
And know what it feels like to
Fly
Written by
Ciel Noir
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