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Freedom is a wren singing on a golden morn
It perches on hope, sings to the new day born.
Freedom is a warbler, warbling a song of love
It flits from bough to branch, like a silver dove.
Freedom is a koel that coos in the wee hours
It brings the scent of summer under the stars.
Freedom is a robin, red breasted in all its glory
It puffs up our elation, helps rewrite the story.
Freedom is a thrush, yodeling in the farmland
It hops on the grain stalks, resolute in its stand.
Freedom is the house finch, buzzing like a bee
It builds its nest with love and care, as all see.
Freedom is the mighty condor, up in the sky
It challenges obstacles, lets the inane pass by.
Freedom is the kite soaring on a warm breeze
It embraces the zephyrs, rides with such ease.
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