Fairness, justice, and freedom are more than words, they are perspectives.
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Butterflies
You almost had your hooks in me, didn't you dear
You nearly had me roped and tied
Altar bound, hypnotized, sweet freedom whispered in my ear
You're a butterfly, and butterflies are free to fly
Fly away, high away, bye-bye
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