Our freedom is what makes us different,

But all these things we have is not what it seems.

To keep a civil society we need rules,

Which makes us more restricted to obey and do.

Some people go to the wild to feel the sensation,

While others just listen and abide by the regulation,

Not a lot,

But not so few.

For all those people I have just one question,

Why don't you spread your wings and fly like you should do?

You will feel the freedom,

The wind that will pass through you.

And in the end,

You will not want to return to the life that you always and once knew.

The End

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