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Free I breath like a child breaths Soft and slowly When I'm free Free I step before a sunset Without regret When I'm free Free I sing from a deep spring My voice has wings When I'm free Free I glide through a clear sky With my heart wide When I'm free Free I feel, I hear So close, So near I touch, I hold I want to let go |