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Freedom
She talks to me, Outside she screams
But somewhere there's a little child
locked up inside your alibis
So take a bow for what you've done
Freedom
They light the sky, So many die
For what they see is wrong or right
Your world it seems a puzzle piece
So close but we never see
Freedom
Life goes by but the pain you'll never see from the scars your world has put on me
Our statue reads the words of peace
Those written before my time
She holds the light for those who died, so die for me and pray for me
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