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The Voice of Freedom

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Across the seven seas,
a wild bird sings,
its shrill cry ringing,
a beacon in the black.

It beckons to the true man's
heart,
a silent scream,
a glowing need.
In every silver pulse of life,
it flutters in our grasp.





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