The song of her soul


















The wind was her inspiration
Though her reason was uncertain 
Freedom was her dream
The cage was her home
There were places she wanted to go
And songs she wanted to listen
Yet there was no key to be found

The wind blew hair on her face
"There must be a way out of here"
The door was opened, she was ready to fly
Only to be sold again and found herself in a new beautiful cage

She was restrained and held tight
She forgot the dreams she once dreamed
Ignored the whisper in her ears
She didn't realize the darkness growing inside her

But the wind cannot be contained
Its whispers became roars
She stuffed her chest and got prepared
The urge to burst free grew stronger and tameless
She opened her mouth and it got loud
Freedom tunes were heard all around
She sang the song of her soul
That's when she realized it was the wind
That has always blown inside her


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