When
I was a kid
I
used to say
“Moon
is my friend
And yes!
He comes to meet me
He comes to meet me
Almost
every night.”
Nobody
had courage
To
believe me so
Except
few children
Who
could dream
Today
Many
moons later
When
I say
“Freedom
is my friend
And yes!
She is coming
She is coming
To
meet me soon.”
No
one has courage
To
believe me so
Except
few children
Who
still dream
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