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Freedom

i am in this place i am not use to i look around in try to figure out where am i,trapped and alone nowhere to go screaming and yelling but no one can hear my cry, Everyday i walk around trying to figure out this unknown place, where am i is the question i ask myself everyday until i hear a voice that answers me of a reply i am not happy with but i continue to listen to this voice because i am trapped with no where to go then it hits me that this place is called hell because i have no where to go my soul is free but my body is trapped,you and i know that i will not be happy with the thought of being slaved and kept hostage until they set me free, my body and soul is now starting to let me be who i wanna be which is free, so i cry and plea til i can't no more that's when i realize i have to changed to a new me in i am set free in a world of happiness where am i now is the question i ask myself now then the same voice replies your in a place of FREEDOM

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