The way she walks
how she talks
she’s been through a storm.
She gravitates,
she radiates
Liberation.
Feel
what she states.
No limitation
to her liberation,
on a solo journey unique.
You can feel her step into the room.
She’s the definition of mystique.
Her smile is bright,
but you know
that her lips once
frowned so much.
You can see the light spark
from her fingers.
Feel the warmth in her touch.
Liberated.
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