Freedom
							hope the way i feel brown jacket alpha centauri the sky freedom light at night the onset of winter who am i? unaquainted friends when you wake bruising
Loneliness expires but wont let up on me.
Life lets go and this is what we call free
Freedom has no depth, to be bound is to enjoy, to relish.
In freedom what does one have?
It seems I?m free, but wish I weren?t, I had but now it?s gone.