At Last

green, majestic ridges,

rolling lazily, across

bright, blue skies,

too beautiful,

too wonderful;

a place only

dreamed about;

it is here, where the

road ends,

that tomorrow begins,

no more uncertainty,

no more empty future,

the final home,

the last stand;

freedom,

at last;

they have taken all

there is to take,

the last hope, the final drop,

nothing more to give,

nothing left to lose;

freedom,

at last;

together, we shall face

the approaching night,

together, we shall walk into

the growing light;

freedom,

at last.

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