Freedom
When they cried for touches,
When she loved mocking the noises,
When he acted like he didn't care,
He made a false claim with an extravagant dare...
Time is too precious to waste.
The setting is perfect for achieving nothing but salvation.
"Time is nothing but an illusion," he says!
And counsels her on how to get her to flee,
As all things have parted ways.
The guy is so blessed with opportunities.
The guy doesn't care about anything but the girl's salvation.
Sometimes it's too hard to hold someone,
And sometimes, the rescue turns into a blessing!
The storms don't care about the man or the woman,
They often visit their possessions,
But they never wanted the storms,
Yet that causes redemption...
Freedom brings illusions along with liberties,
And nothing is freer than a bird without a cage,
Who wants to be caged by her true intent!
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