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Freedom
I once lived inside a cage, 
 and people told me I could fly.  ?
 So I tried that—flying—
 and guess what? It was a lie.  ????
 
 For the bars were not made 
 of mere, thin metal,  ?
 and the key lie yards away,
 in the hand of the devil.   ???   ?
 
 He told me I would surely die,
  if he let me out,  ?
 that flying took more courage
  than my self-doubt.  ???   ?
 
 Well, in my cage I was held
 up very high,  ?
 and a single tear formed 
 and fell from the sky.  ???   ?
 
 I had looked up and realized 
 how close I was,  
 ?to touching it, flying,
 like an angel does.  ???   ?
 
 Worse than being impossible, 
 it was so near,  ?
 and the only thing stopping me 
 was my fear.  ????
 
 Even knowing this, 
 I couldn’t get free,  ?
 the devil held me hostage 
 and hid the key.  ????
 
 Until the tear that had fell 
 kissed the barren ground—  ?
 his cage, Hell on Earth— 
 and so the devil drowned.  ????
 
 And yet how could I reach it, 
 stuck in midair? ?
 No way to reach freedom,
 so my lips formed a prayer.  ??
 ?  ?
 The answer came quietly, 
 as I least expected,  ?
 Because I knew him as one
  I had always rejected.  ???   ?
 
 I watched as he ascended 
 to my cage without wings,  ?
 and talked with the authority
  of a thousand kings.  ???
    
 “You can’t save me,” I cried.
  “I’ve lost the key.”  ?
 “There was never such a thing,” 
 he said cryptically.  ???   ?
 
 
 ?I kept on: “I hated you, 
 “So you’ve forsaken me here.”  ?
 “No I love you,” he said. 
 “What I hate is your tears.  ????
 
 “Do you think that one drop 
 on its own filled the earth?  ?
 Or that a girl in a cage
 can know what she’s worth?  ???   ?
 
 “I was there all along, 
 but you couldn’t see.
 You were chasing a lie,
 the distraction—the key. 
 
 “False hope is designed 
 by the One Who Kills.
 Mine is real, and its waiting—
 but you choose, free will. 
 
 “The first time you called me
  I heard you and came,  ?
 Then I killed your jailer 
 and I took the blame.”  ???   ?
 
 I asked him to explain
 what he meant to say…
 “There’s always a price,
 and a debt to pay.”
 
 
 I soon became aware that 
 we had switched places.
 He was trapped by the bars
 that his love erases.
 
 This seemed to me as
 a horrible trade.
 ???Until the cage was proven
  a mere charade.   
 
 It vanished like smoke,
 the once-sturdy vise. 
 And when I looked in his eyes
 I glimpsed paradise.
 
 My choice was then made,
 and I told him so.
 “I’ll love you forever,
 go wherever you go.”
 
 “Then come fly with me.”
 “But I have no wings.” ?
 He said, “What do you need 
 of such silly things?  ???   ?
 
 “That was the first lie, 
 the floor of your cage,  ?
 and the bars came next,
 from despair and rage.  ???   ?
 
 “Yet the greatest lie of all—” 
 and I began to understand —  ?
 “Was believing in a prison
  you built firsthand.”

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