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Free.
Uninhibited and jolly,
Vulnerable and intense.
Free to feel, free to fall;
Butterflies, in love.
Free to become and unbecome.
To unlearn and learn;
New words and letters,
A new language, a new echo.
Free to let my voice be heard;
When I am subtle and before I scream.
Free to forgive and to let go;
Of even myself when I get heavy.
I want to be free from the chains;
Both handpicked and forced.
Free. Just free.
– Hybrid, theGodfactorr




One comment
QueenBeeba
January 11, 2022 at 10:12 pm
Awesome poetry