Go search the world dear
Nothing can you ever find
A freedom much like the one
You were gifted when with me
Freedom is a bird
Yearning to peck on popcorns
Thrown at the park
Not even worried by the danger
Freedom is a weed
Floating lightly up in the air
Not minding where's it from
Never caring where it'd land
That's what my gift for you is about
The freedom to do and be
As you so desire
May you find it wherever you are now
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