Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Domain

You're free at the moment you say you are,
'cause that's how you were born. 
Freedom sculpts the clay within --
it's not a garment to be worn. 
Freedom is, even when freedom can't
transport you from A to B. 
Freedom is unbreakable,
though they shatter both your knees. 
Freedom is the heart of you,
which no thieving hand can steal. 
Freedom is the will to say,
"To lies I will not kneel."

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