Once upon a time, I was voiceless and she was trapped. Tormented between 6 walls, steel box.
But now I use my voice
And she woke up when she was whapped with what was wonderful wilderness. Great, glistening, green, grass, gentle balmy breeze, bright blue swings. Mad, motionful movement, mantled with life. She became a Falconine, finally freed, flying into the blue sky. She was set free.
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