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Instinctive thoughts that swirl around our minds
Emotion bleeding through our hearts, our souls
To stain the purity of our new finds,
Discoveries of solidness, of roles,
Positions in society of man
Are washed away; ideals of freedom stay:
A freedom nonexistent in this land,
A freedom that one can't try to unsay.
Another promised, promises not kept.
Instead oppressive words suppress us all:
A cage that has been laid as we have slept,
But as we wake this cage be made to fall!
But not just yet: our wakefulness forestalls.
And so I flee for freedom. Only me.



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