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Songs Of Freedom
Up the hill, down the stream
Running away like in a dream.
The sky appear bluer and
the life appear longer.
Above the sky, below the ocean
Running away in full motion
The sky appear bluer, and
the life appear longer.
Standing on the Moon
looking at the Sun,
Thinking of you
as I run...
The sky appear bluer, and
The songs of freedom louder.
poem
by
Art Lover
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