Her hair fell to the floor.
In bits and pieces,
she was taking back control,
with every inch removed.
Her tangled veil, weighing
down her spirit, a symbol
of oppression, lifted,
transformed.
into a banner of
independence.
Such a simple act,
so empowering.
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