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Freedom Is Sweet

Running through the wilderness Brushing past the trees and leaves I know at this moment That I am finally living my dreams I cry tears of happiness Because this is the freedom I have missed I climb a tree as high as the sky When I reach the top I feel like I can fly I climb back down and begin to run Loving freedom it is so much fun I reach a river and fall on my knees This is my bliss, freedom is sweet...

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