She. Her. Freedom.

She is the epitome of freedom,

Her love free of expectations,

Her thoughts free of anxiety,

Her life free of roadblocks.

She is the epitome of tranquility,

Her eyes, calm as sunlight,

Her voice, soft as a flower petal,

Her actions, cute as a baby.

Makes me wonder if I am,

the chains holding her back,

the weight pushing her down,

the threads tying her hands.

Makes me fear if I become,

the blinds on her windows,

the thorns tearing her in two,

the prison restricting her freedom.

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