The Fields of Freedom by Theo Harding

The stone walls that confine you,

The iron bars that trap your soul.

Break down the walls of hatred,

Cut through the bars of life.

Because here in the fields freedom,

The sun will always shine,

Our lives are free and happy,

No longer do we wait.

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