There’
S nothing there,
Her freedom sings,
There’s nothing there
For u 2 see, there’s

Nothing there, anyway,
There is no past as precious
As may we meet, again.

There is nothing
Where, anyway, as precious
As we meet again, anyway.

There’
S nothing here,
Where freedom sings,
U are nothing as precious
As I am near,

U r nothing.

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
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