Freedom?
What is this word of which you speak?
Something unobtainable behind these bars.
Chains and stripes being the only life a jailbird knows.
How the bird wishes to break the chains.
Prove its innocence.
Breath in the fresh air.
Spread its wings and fly.
Even if it is for one day.
The bird would take it gladly.
To know something more could exist.
That would be what keep the jailbird going.
The hope to one day obtain that which is far from its reaches.
Freedom.
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