•°• Freedom •°•

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The birds soar high,
In the blue sky,
Chirping and happy.
Sometimes, I just want to join them,
And fly:
Fly away from everyone;
Fly away from my problems;
And fly away from
Myself.
Because I don't recognize myself anymore.
I just want freedom-
Freedom from everyone;
Freedom from the boundaries,
That surround me;
Freedom from the ties,
That hold me back;
I just want freedom.
And I just want to fly.
I just want freedom.
I just want freedom...

~ Shami Jha

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