Freedom
My shoulder can receive your storms of grief
For it is filled with compassion for your deep sorrows
Disguise your emotions no more
For I fear them not, nor would I be ashamed in comfortingthee

When your strength is waning
Release thyself to know that freedom is waiting to soar
Carry on no longer in emotional conflict
But receive thy joy of restoration

Be not like a chameleon loving and dreading
For love is an expression that needs to be true
First to yourself and then to others

Reborn your hope for the oppressed
By the wisdom and courage of those who care
Let them refresh you with the weight of their ears
Then will freedom be found to share with the downcasts

Carry on your duty for the love of your neighbor
With your rejuvinated courage emancipate their chains
And their freedom will fulfill your joy and your destiny

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