Your freedom ends
When it affects the freedom of another
Yet everything you do
Affects those around you
I guess we were never free to begin with
Freedom is just another fantasy we humans wish was real
Why do we always want what we can't have?
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After all,
The forbidden fruit always tastes the sweetest.
This is more of a short thought that randomly came to me and I immediately wrote it down. I don't have much to say about it, but I hope you might?
Tell me about something, anything, that you find relatable to the this. Kind of like a conflict of interests in 2 moral lessons you've had.
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