When the risk to stay
Tightly closed
In a bud
Dug my nails into my palms
Turned my eyelids inside out
From being shut too tight

Free me
Release me
Allow my tongue to speak loudly
My hips to swing
Freely
Let my dress
Between legs that move too fast
And colors
Can never be too loud

They won't stifle
My song
That plays through the high notes
In my eyes
My smile radiates beams
That will not be blacked out
By can't and don't

Towers never too tall
All the better to jump from
Catch wind under my wings
That will take me to sail
Over waters of uncertainty
Let them stretch
Over infinity.

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