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By: Jack M. Branch #R17203
2/6/13
"Freedom"
I would sell my soul, for even the faintest taste of liberty.
For just the most basic memory of how it feels to be free.
I would move the highest mountain for a simple grain of independence
For the ability even once to make everything make some sense.
I would walk every inch of this earth even for one last chance
Another day, another dream, another better circumstance.
Don't lie to me, tell me the truth, even if every hope is gone
Am I doomed to be a darkness-child, every more fearing the dawn?
I long to break the chains of meth and leave it all behind.
But what can I do when I am always high out of my mind?
This is not right; I'm sick of the past but scared to make a new start
Still I gave true freedom though and away to mend my domoced heart.
By: Jack M. Branch #R17203
Florida State Prison
7819 N.W. 228th Street
Raiford, Florida. 32026
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