Brook meanders it’s way,
embracing crusted barks.
Chirpy streams bounce and sway,
to the terrain, thus embark.
Bromeliads shun the sun,
scorn greatest power.
Heliotropic are no fun,
just bow and wonder
She unchained her shackles,
sundered their norms.
Ignored the lame cackle,
to lead a life of her own.
The road not taken,
spells a barren journey.
Dismantle rules woven,
be free for eternity!
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