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Fran Mason's avatar

Most potent memory of freedom: swimming in a beautiful lake in Washington off of a giant mossy fallen tree trunk that sloped into the blue water like the perfect ramp. We stripped down to our underwear because we could not pass up the opportunity. We returned a couple of years later and did it again. Soon after that, the fallen tree was dragged offshore, and the shoreline was "shored up" for "better" access, which almost completely eliminated access to the actual water... sigh

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Michellepollino's avatar

Freedom is trusting my instinct my gut, and knowing it would take me to where I need to be, thats freedom. That is what is lost in the world today.

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