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Freedom, when there, never was it felt
Far sighted, those who seek it
Freedom, unnerving, possible
Not now, but not never

A burden, placed upon a both
Not yours, not mine, not no one
A curse, more than a gift
Not theirs, not ours, its everyone's

Quickly, dont move
Feel it now, sooner its there
Think for it, dont think with it
Grab on, sooner or later, its gone

A touch could do, than never
Freedom, thought it was close
Alas, it wasnt, as the former
Freedom, its for the far sighted