i am the woman of unpleasant sturmfrei,
believing peoples accusations and accepting all their blames,
selflessly hanging on the rope that was made of gold,
suffering from the pain that i have'nt done.
freedom is not FREE,
thorns are not spikee,
fallen leaves are not all dry,
wishes are not true.
from the tip of the pen,
where could i see the signs , then?,
how could i have a peaceful lifestyle?,
How could i experience a total freedom?.
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