Where our lives go
Can't say that, I know
How, you find your release
One step ahead Of the grim reaper
Amidst crowds Of those who go about life
With nothing real To be about...
Of those with no voice Few emotions
And limited choice of what to do With their lives
So little means And such far distant dreams
If they have spirit, even To know of such things
Even, while keeping Those they love
From the jaws Of the beast
Freedom Is the journey
Beyond familiar boundaries
Surrounding ourselves With people
With whom we share
Sensitivity to each other's needs
People who recognize pain of loss,
Who know of heartbreaks and sadness,
Reserve room to believe,
Although there is a price we must pay...
For the wisdom to seek who is worthy to
Place our trust in
Love is free
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