She refuses
to listen anymore
to tiny can't-ing voices
that force the lid
on what
Never
should have been
boxed
She refuses
to limit
any of it anymore
with recycled thoughts
of shoulds
and shouldn'ts
Silly little mind
you no longer get to
decide
Her insides are bursting, beaming
Screaming
Screaming
I'm ready!
Love says
follow me
every ray in her
whispers
Fly Now
You are Free
You are Free
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