Freedom

Freedom

 

The cries of death can not haunt me,
As I have heard the voices of silence.
The darkness of of grave can not scare me,
As I have seen the darkness of minds.
The redness of blood can not shiver me,
As I have seen the color of hatered.
The fast moving winds can not trembil me,
As I have already swolled the floods of emotions.
The thirst of world cant kill me
As I have seen the desert of death.
The lonliness of path can not haunt me
As I have left my destination behind

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