Freedom

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And yeah.
I dream of life that I don’t have,
Where I am me,
Untouchable. Uncontrollable.
I dream of days that won’t come soon.,
In which I can live in freedom,
Untouchable. Uncontrollable.

And here I am,
Trapped in dullness,
Caged by fate.

As I learn,
I should ride the waves,
Not be beaten and drowned by it.

As I learn,
It is not the sky that I want,
It is the bird.

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