Freedom comes at a cost.
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Freedom…
Comes at a cost;
By a war, won or lost
Armed paper and pens
Or through a camera lens.
Freedom…
Comes at a cost;
Bravery on the souls embossed
No matter the color of your face
Your land, country or race
Freedom…
Comes at a cost;
No history book can gloss
The sacrifice of a loved one
Their memory can not be undone.
Freedom…
Comes at a cost;
No battlefield is uncrossed
What have you taken?
What have you given?
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