our freedom

You are the reason for my ceaseless craving

My infinite desires, my inestimable longing

I owe to you my existence in this world

I bow to you for getting me deciphered

With hope in my eyes I commence my day

With belief in my heart I wake up and pray

You belong to me is that a hallucination

you always remained for me a fascination

I never wished to pluck the flower I revered

But the nature has for the first time not erred

And now you are with me, for me, inside me

Your fragrance all around has aptly satisfied me

Call us the leaves of the same branch of a tree

We are born free, we live free, we will die free

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