I prefer the gorgeous freedom,
And I fly to lands of grace,
Where in wide and clear meadows
All is good, as dreams, and blest.
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I prefer Gorgeous Freedom And fly lands of grace.....great poem.
" Ears are leaning... Take your ways! " In this immense sea of fair, Only one of blades reclines. You don't see in misty air, I'd seen it! It will be mine! a very fine poem. tony