The freedom of being free
 

Tis niet een gedicht van mij, maar ik vond em supermooi dus wou k em toch even poste!

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You cannot keep me in a cage
For I will break free
When you turn your books next page
The thing you'll see, will not be me

I'll be running the roads I choose
No influence from outside
The magic I don't want to loose
Is searching for a place to hide

I'll be the only one who'll find
The key to a door where behind
Is hiding the thing that belongs to me
The freedom of being free

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mag ik vragen van wie het gedicht dan wel is? :)

Ik heb geen idee sorry, het stond vorig jaar anoniem in onze schoolkrant!

owkee