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A Poem: Finding Freedom Within the Frame of Life

by bernt & torsten

Our whole life, man, it’s like a frame, A picture show that’s always the same, From the moment we’re born until we die, We’re stuck inside, can’t say goodbye.

But hey, it’s not all bad, you know, There’s beauty in the way things flow, Like the changing seasons and the city lights, The stars that twinkle on summer nights.

We may be framed, but we can still roam, Find new paths and make a new home, We can live our lives without restraint, And find joy in every moment, every faint.

So let’s hit the road, my friend, And see where this frame might end, There’s a whole world out there to explore, And we don’t have to be confined anymore.

Let’s find the beauty in every day, And let our souls dance and sway, In this frame of life we call our own, Let’s find our freedom and make it known.