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"Free"
Six signs
One way from left
Came and went
Appointed
Who put thoughts inside?
To act or not
While dreaming
Is it destined?
Or am I choosing?
Seasons come
Lights all around me
Feeling like I was free
Excited
Rose waters
And the distant sands
Drinking out of thirst
Cut hand
Bled
Letter in my pocket
Written what it said
Find freedom now
It’s good to be alive
But better off to be dead
