Freedom

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Where is home?

Lord, please, a never take one minute of yours

I never ask nothing, thinking by myself

But this is my stigma, my no answer

I hate this things, this emocional things

Did I done the wrong thing? I burn so bad? Is it worth it?

My sleep is gone, my eyes down

I need this. I have a place?

Oh, lord, where is my home?

If not where, when?

When will I find this? This feeling tell the things gonna be right

Gonna worth it

I need to be tough, but is this even enough?

Where is home?