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Freedom I (July 3, 2008) - 31

Piloting a plane at
The blue sky without clouds
Driving a car at
An endless highway without speed limits

Freedom to move
Freedom to travel
Freedom to love
Freedom to prevail

It looks like commodity
When you own it
It becomes luxury
When you lose it

Cherishable life, precious love
Without freedom, why do you live?



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