<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/eyeortonobetter2084"><title>eyeortonobetter - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/eyeortonobetter2084/</link><description>my freedom was taken for many years..my soul unable to grow,

yes oh yes  you've guessed my friend,i'm locked up ,does it show,

four walls surround me day and night,i'm a con a prisoner do i have a right?

i'm lonely here no  as i try to please, but all i can hear is the jingling of keys,

hey you, hey you, i often shout, but no their not ready to let me out,

all i want is my freedom, my choices in the world..

still it's difficult to make my voice heard...

some say i'm a superstar, an icon, a hero

but   if i count my blessings the number is zero

 freedom is goodness and a clean living life

a job, a car, a house, a wife,

8 years my friend is a long time to wait

but have a smile on your face  coz i'm coming through that gate,

Freedom now is soon to be mine, 

if i get the help then i'll be just fine,

they tell me i'll need time to adjust

lets hope my new life doesn't turn into dust..

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