What I Don’t Say
When I say freedom
You hear closing cell doors
When you say freedom
I hear soft cries
What I can’t say is peace of mind
What I mean is sanity
When you say peace
Do you mean paradise?
What I wish I’d told you is be patient
What I want you to know is hope exist
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