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If the crisp autumn leaves

that fall swiftly from the trees

can be swept away on an October breeze...

why can't I?

If the bluebirds chirping happily

ever present in the morning sky

at any time they wanted to

could spread their wings and fly...

why can't I?

Inside of me there's a raging fire

that urges me to soar ever higher

as it threatens to consume me with it's flaming desire

and I ache to get away...

yet, when in my ear the call of freedom rings

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