“I’m not a number, I’m a free man!” he said.
Maybe not in the body but he was free in his head.
“I’m not a number, I’m a free man!” say I.
Maybe not free to wander but free in my mind.
“I’m not a number, I’m a free man!” said he.
Maybe not free to travel but free just to dream.
“I’m not a number, I’m a free man!” I say.
Maybe not free to leave yet, but I’m free in my way.
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