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Submitted:Apr 4, 2007 Reads: 110 Comments: 1 Likes: 0
Fredom of speech
Who came up with that notion
Speaking in broad terms
Philosophizing
Questioning
Rhetoric
Comedy
Why would it be anything but free
Even way back when
To die for a slighted word
To call someone a bastard
A lier
How would I know
My speech is free, right
Or at least very cheap
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