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What is true? I am truly the man I see in the mirror with my eyes wide open, devoid of pitifulness and, no matter what happens I am free now, Mama more beautiful than the man you wanted to see, the one I was because everything seemed easier then but I am no longer that jester, I'm starting over with or without you You don't have to cry I no longer wish I had never been born I am free now, Mama I am not in hell I dedicate my life to how I was made no matter how difficult that is no matter how things turn out
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Jan 2
Jan 2, 2026 at 4:02 AM UTC
Liberation
What is true? I am truly the man I see in the mirror with my eyes wide open, devoid of pitifulness and, no matter what happens I am free now, Mama more beautiful than the man you wanted to see, the one I was because everything seemed easier then but I am no longer that jester, I'm starting over with or without you You don't have to cry I no longer wish I had never been born I am free now, Mama I am not in hell I dedicate my life to how I was made no matter how difficult that is no matter how things turn out
Song "Bohemian Rhapsody" (1975, Freddie Mercury, Queen), album "A Night at the Opera" Collection "Reaching out"
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Jan 2
Jan 2, 2026 at 4:02 AM UTC
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