Freedom comes with keys in hand
to unbound every lock
With wings she flies
and clips the ties that bind
Loose! Loose!
With open arms she wanders to, and fro,
seeking the desperate and distraught,
Turning water into wine,
Turning water into wine.
-j. a. hongo, 2023
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