Love is a blistering flame.
I ride on nothing.
The freedom bells ring,
But there is no air.
Yes, they felt the sting.
My existence only knows pain
Which allowed me to know everything.
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32.) Freedom Bells ✔
Love is a blistering flame.
I ride on nothing.
The freedom bells ring,
But there is no air.
Yes, they felt the sting.
My existence only knows pain
Which allowed me to know everything.
