She was walking, shining
Coming directly to my hiding
On the island, taking the sun in,
I asked, "Where have you been?"
She said, "I have a secret,
Locked deep down, and encrypted"
I called her by different names
She was silently accepting the blame
She did not talk, but I was there
Standing very much alive, and near
She was hesitant to tell her story
Because I always looked too worry
Once relaxing on the beach at night
I was lost, neither wrong or right
And she finally came, and said,
"I am your freedom for the life ahead"
I am my freedom
© Copyright: Эрнст Миллер, 2016
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