Freedom
Freedom is something, something you only get when you work.
Freedom is beautiful, beautifully leading the way to a new life.
Freedom is hated, hated for the power it gives.
Freedom is loved, loved for the peace it grants.
Freedom is tarnished, tarnished for the jealousy of it.
Freedom is relished, relished for the kindness it shows.
Freedom, for all it is, it is also nothing, nothing for if people have it to long they forget to love freedom,
Forget to see the beauty of it, forget how much it is hated,
Forget why it is tarnished, and forget to relish of freedom.
Freedom is not respected, but freedom respects others, others for the respect they give it.
Anthony
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everyone loves freedom i do love it because America has a lot of freedom
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