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FREE LOVE

My love must be as free
As is the eagle's wing,
Hovering o'er land and sea
And everything.


I must not dim my eye
In thy saloon,
I must not leave my sky
And nightly moon.


Be not the fowler's net
Which stays my flight,
And craftily is set
T' allure the sight.