I began to walk along a marked road,
a road I have travled many time,
but today I didn't recognize.
Staring me in the face was
F R E E D O M.
This, so called freedom helped me breath
love and wanted desire.
If and only if this freedom wasn't
my dream.
Reason for writing:
Oneday I was walking home, near a busy street and this particular
day there was silence from noise of trucks, that usually fill the eair with
smog. I was stressed on this day and the silence was sort of a freedom
of thought and relaxation.
Birth sign: Aquarius
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