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Finally


I am finally free


Finally free

     

    Free to wave to the tree, and free to wait for the tree to wave back to me


Finally free to pursue my dreams

   

   Finally free from being stuck for all of eternity 


Free to become something new


Free to fall in love with you


Free to shed my skin, and finally let the light in


Finally free in this time and space


Free to chase more than money

 

Free to stick up my middle finger to success 


Finally free to create

  

     And I am finally free of a mask that I hate 



Yes, free to be me, finally 



     And all I had to do 



was quit my job.


CH 4/3/24

 
 
 

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