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| Like the very oxygen you breathe Taken for granted until it's gradually Cut off by some vile cancer; Like your life blood until it's attacked By some unknown virus; Like your eyes that behold the beauty And wonders of the world Until they are plunged into darkness By disease of age; Like the love of your life Until she walks out the door; Like the proverbial well gone dry; Such is freedom before it's gone. Walter Wells |
| FREEDOM LOST |
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