Lost Freedom
I see a person climbing
on a desolate cliff
above the clouds
Sees the world
and laughs in
the heppines of height
He says he will
experience death
without misery for happiness
He do not know
what await him
when he returns to the ground
To live alone in sorrow
with the true truth
of this world
To be free in a freedom
thet he did not get
but he just met
the emptiness of a man
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