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Sep 2022
I saw my distance
It was my miles in journeys
Blisters on feet like sores
My struggles provided understanding
They prepared me in what to expect
My tears previously flowed like water falls
The thought of my fellow Slaves who died
But I stayed focused in knowing what God who provide
No matter how hot the sun became
Freedom was going to be my aim
The thought never entered my mind that I may not make it
I knew it was going to be a battle, and I couldn’t change the world’s thinking
My inspiration had to continue being sustaining
Deep in my heart, I couldn’t let the world change my spirit
I had to be determined
Blockades were everywhere
Echoes of preserver within
Escaping through rivers was my only chance
My freedom was how I would advance
Yet a voice from Heaven saying, “Push On”
Your freedom will come
It was assurance
It took all of my endurance
Teach your people God’s guidance
I gave you wisdom
Understanding directly from the kingdom
You are free
No longer anyone’s slave
Freedom ways has started
Go and be free
The Sun will guide you to your next journey
Free at last
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
(New York City)   
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