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I Dream To Be Free
Guided by the free at heart, I pray I'll find my way. To wander lost, amongst the stones, I find it a dreary day. Though worry not, strength and love run deep in me. Eventually, I'll find Serenity... "Tis a girl I seek, Bright eyes, blue, that at times put the moon to shame. Golden hair and precious voice, a heart of love aflame A lover, and beloved, can she hear me call her name? Serena...my Salina, come help me find my way." So speak my mother from a dream as I lay amongst the stones. I try to recall my mother's name, and I try to find some hope. Guided by the gentle voice that woke me from my dreams, I try to find my path in things. I'm still lost amongst the stones, and it’s hard to continue on my way. I feel as though that this is the dream, and that gentle voice the real thing. What will become of me? Will I ever have my mother’s caress, will I ever wake from this dream? The stones around me are stuck in the sand, a redundant pattern set on repeat. To live to work to love and then die…that isn’t the life for me. It has no meaning, to me.
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