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Freedom


Memories I will never recover

Moments where I felt so free

Suckling on my mother's breast

Relishing my innocence

Days my skin bore no weight

And my personality wore no chains

O the days I ever felt free

Will I ever know you again?


O days of freedom

When my tongue could barely hold language

And my feet knew no decorum

Ashy, my skin; Nappy, my hair

The wind and it's pursuits

Till I fell into your embrace

A memorable accolade

A distant tune

I long for you

Will you hold me again?




O days of freedom

Wrap me in your arms once more

Hush my thoughts

Tell me fallacies and fables

Things that adults fear

I long for the beginning

The most I've ever felt free

Are now distant memories at sea







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