.A state of grace, untouched, untraced
A ritual of passage..
And from the Earth,
Unbound at birth, you came a noble savage.
Rousseau is following me, following me,
Following me down to the ladders.
Oh, are we really born free?
Are we born free?
Or just bo.
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