You are my freedom

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              You are my freedom

The free road and  we have no final destination.

Summer heat and the need of beautiful  places we wanted..

We had wild dances, good booze and we knew.

Freedom is like a feather in the wind. Hard to hold on to and

rarely known. I watch you wander upon unknown roads and I knew.

You are my last freedom. My last breathe to taste the sweetness of

open road and to embrace dear lovers in open spaces where

no-one rate your life.

Coyote/John Castellenas