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Freedom

Freedom.
Came.
First.

Freedom grew,
Amongst the wild grass
And breeze blown through-
Left uninterrupted
Uncorrupted
Unknown-
By men.

Freedom came first,
Amongst the untrodden dandelions,
the whispers of the wind. Uncursed
by unbroken desires
Lying idle
At the bottom,
bare footed hill.
An unwrapped,
unspoilt present.

Go where
they haven’t been.
Go where
the grass is green,
Stop and stare. Let the black mud
sparkle clean.

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