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Free

Everyday we walk outside 
Lose ourselves
Fall into the imaginary state
Of our Consciousness 
Look at that blade of grass
And wonder
How something so helpless 
Can be so free

Free

Free, like the birds in the sky
And the breath pouring out of our lungs
Free, like that quiver in our eyes
When we see our love for the first time 

Free

I'm free
To feel what I want 
Love who I want 
Be who I want 
And there's nothing
Nothing 
You can do about it 

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