Freedom is not given to us by anyone; we have to cultivate it ourselves. It is a daily practice... No one can prevent you from being aware of each step you take or each breath in and breath out.
Thích Nhất Hạnh
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Last night, I was woken by my cry
Had a dream just as plain as you and I
Saw the morning sun on a woodland in the spring
Still hear the echo crashing through the trees
Oh, when I saw you down, I fell upon my knees
You and I we were wearing Southern grey
I called to you, but I used another name
I beat the ground, and I cried out in your pain
Through a scarlet door I watched you slipping away
And your brother's helpless prayers were all in vain
Last night, I was woken by my cry