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Freedom Ah, to hear the song of freedom. To no longer feel the pain of guilty love, of dying love; of the burn of acid rain. To break away from ball and chain and lift my head up to the sky; will no more be my heart's desire as daylight passes by. To end the end, what never was; this life I've learned to hate; comes harder then the first steps of life whose passion had to wait. The test of time did not prove right, the pain incurred grew more intense; without a doubt this love is gone, without a fight...I leave.
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