FreedomA Poem by smkb90
Freedom is like a Picasso painting,
when Picasso was known just as Pablo. Few understand it, and even fewer want it. But with time it gains value With time it becomes necessary. Like Picasso paintings today Freedom is expensive and precious It sells like something original Like something few can have Like something everyone would like to posses Freedom, like art must be for everyone, Like the air, like the day, like the night. © 2012 smkb90Featured Review
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3 Reviews Added on May 21, 2012 Last Updated on May 21, 2012 Authorsmkb90Buenos Aires, ArgentinaAboutI have yet to find a place to call home. i am traveling to find it, nine moths here, six months there. I want to see the world. I write about the places I've been to and the people I've met. And once .. more..Writing
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