All is lost
All is found
In its bounds
Where is the freedom?
All is lost
As it is in most
Walk not without socks
Where is the freedom?
All is found
In its round
Where is the freedom?
Without bare-feet?
Where is the freedom?
27/09/2013 - on Blantyre - Addis Ababa flight en route to London.
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