POEM 51| She fell then fly

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She loved one who failed to see,
Her essence, her womanly decree.
Acknowledged only at her prime,
Left when faced with her grime.

She loved one lacking strength to stay,
To hold her hand, to light her way.
Easily ensnared in love's cruel game,
Trust given, met with shame.

Now she bears her pain with grace,
Fragile wings, dreams to chase.
Flying high with self-love's gleam,
In the midst of her healing dream.

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