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If we seek solace in the prisons of the distant pastSecurity in human systems we’re told will always always lastEmotions are the sail and blind faith is the mastWithout the breath of real freedom we’re getting nowhere
If we seek solace in the prisons of the distant pastSecurity in human systems we’re told will always always lastEmotions are the sail and blind faith is the mastWithout the breath of real freedom we’re getting nowhere
