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.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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A banner. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.