Finally, I am without reservation
Day of liberation taunting me
I fight against all of my senses
Only to find that they are on my side
At this point in time, meaning
Seems to have no meaning at all
Freedom is a complication
I am not affording it well at all
All of the world seems to come down
Slowly upon my delicate shoulders
At last, I can see all around me
Completion of a dream
Forever repeated
In my sleep

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