my song for you will always be
as happy as the birds are free
you are my hope my everything
and air i gasp a life you bring
alone you stand amidst expiry
of a worldly ill favor against you
strong and immortal
of willful power
you stood still
tall and beautiful
tainted as they brand
but pure as white
in time i will exhale
the answer of liberation
like little jose once imagined
of a nation free
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