knowing
My spirit flies so free and high
The journey's hard and this I know
And with this knowing I'll not die
Walking around with lump in throat
I'm on my knees, I don't feel air
Beliefs I had are anecdote
We won't be close even if near
To live in peace I am allowed
So from today when down and falling
I'll read this sad poem aloud
To keep this liberating knowing
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