3.29.04
Find me a home.
A free place to live
Find me a strength
In this life I have chosen.
I ask, but no one can help me.
I seek, and no one can find me.
This life is my own...
Why do I fear it?
3.30.04
Freedom passes through soft daylight
Leading us all into the night
Free in flight; soft on the water
Guiding us through each day's over.
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