Rapunzel
Rapunzel,
Let down your hair
Allow your locks to flow free,
As your curls cascade down the tower
Your follicles fall gracefully,
As your anticipation rises
You're ready
Ready to take on the world
Ready to shine your light that has been hidden for far too long
You take a chance
Today is the day
Your hands shake as your hair leaves the window ledge
Falling… falling… falling…
Ever so gently through the air
Confined for years on end
You’ve been dreaming about this moment
Freedom
This poem is about:
Me
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