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Free Is
I'll catch an eagle
Flying low,
Ride the sunshine
On the go -
Take a comet
Across the sky,
And listen to the wind
Cry its long goodbye -
I'm a soul
Not a thing,
Born to live
And bound to sing -
Free is
The spirit moving along,
Living life's poetry
With words waiting to be sung -
Free are
The clouds above,
Floating in
The deep blue of love -
Only a spirit
Soars that way,
Only a heart free
Hears these words I say -
poem
by
Smoky Hoss
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