Song of Freedom ©ese'shandwriting
# Song of Freedom
I developed in a strange world
I was raised a slave
Clothed a slave
Ate as a slave
Breath like a slave
Drank like a slave
Sang with slaves
Treated like a slave
Danced like a slave
But not born a slave
Thinking of all these makes me fragile and stained
But I know one thing for sure
I will never die a SLAVE
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