I like to feel the sunshine
And the grass beneath my feet.
I like to see the wily weeds
Peeking up through the concrete.
Some things we just cannot contain:
The wind, the truth, the sky—
Animals we can never tame
No matter how we try.
The world is such a mystery
By which I am beguiled.
So I sing of liberation—
I sing of all things wild!
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