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May 2013
the freedom to fly,
to roam,
to do whatever
we please.

the freedom to be happy,
to soar,
to leave whenever
we need.

oh, how sweet
it must taste
to come and go
and never look back.

soon we'll escape,
escape this town,
this house,
this mind.

freedom to start over,
no responsibility,
just wind under
our wings
and freedom.

oh, sweet freedom.
this was originally typed on my old laptop that didn't have a functioning SHIFT or CAPS LOCK button. sorry.
Amethyst
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