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We want to be free, to live our own life,
Without interference, without strife,
But freedom comes with a price,
We sacrifice our security, our advice,
The paradox of freedom, an absurd strife.
About the Creator
R.Freya
Poetry is my soul's language, and I wield words like a paintbrush. From heartbreak to hope, I capture emotions and spin them into verse.
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