Freedom, a two-way street
The truth shall liberate you,
A voice was heard as if from blue,
Yet, ere you relish such vague brew
It might make you see shades of blue.
One may or not have a clue,
But liberation has a hazy hue.
Man oft feels safe in a brick-walled prison,
And unsafe, roaming free under the sun,
Beware that truth may...
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