Freedom

Sometimes he tries to hide from me; that person I can be.
I make myself a prisoner instead of a man cut free.
‘Cos freedom is so easy lost or simply cast aside
And then peaceful enslavement can our freedom hide.
And so each day we must affirm that freedom is our choice;
It’s only then that we can speak with freedoms gentle voice.

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Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri
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