She whispered, as if afraid of her own voice,
her own strength.
And then the breezes came, soft at first,
they seemed to prod this woman,
pushing her to speak louder lest her whispers be lost to the winds.
She raised her voice and in doing so,
raised her eyes to the heavens.
She spoke with a clarity and sense of purpose...
"I am free"
I AM FREE
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