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When I thought I was dying and had no place to go. When my soul was stolen, and taken from me. You came over to me and spoke.
When I was lying on the floor, I couldn't walk, I couldn't talk. I didn't have anything at all, I thought I was gonna die. You came over to me and spoke: freedom. You give me this freedom. I've been set free, free to be all that I was created to be.

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