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did not exist, What mattered the most, The will and dreams, Without red tape, Without unspoken demands, To soar high in the blue skies, As free as a kite</p><p id="cf12"><b><i>My other poems</i></b></p><div id="0750" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/collectivism-20debf75d25a"> <div> <div> <h2>Collectivism</h2> <div><h3>A free verse poem</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*
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Gone were the days, Where my youth and passion reigned, The fears and doubts, These words did not exist, What mattered the most, The will and dreams, Without red tape, Without unspoken demands, To soar high in the blue skies, As free as a kite
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