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Freedom

I am free… maybe.

Chains, linked to my feet

I am free… to bind myself

I love my prison, built by my hands.

I am free… to build (What?)

Must I serve others or myself?

I am free…. I lie.

Does my freedom lie to me?

I am free… my soul weighs heavy on me.

Soul-tied, Soul -linked to weights of sin and failure.

I am free… It is my right!

What are my rights? Are they my jailers?

I am free… to…

What are the lies? Do I make them?

I am free… To the wind, I shout in vain.

Railing against the world that I enslave myself to in freedom.

I am free… never.

I am freed… in Christ alone.