What does it take/
to remake her/
into that shape you/
want her to/
be?/
You can’t./
There’s no chance./
It’s her own power/
and destiny/
to flower/
and be/
her own she.
The harder you try/
to change/
and rearrange,/
the more she’ll run.
But be the man/
who’ll applaud loud./
Be her biggest fan;/
pull her out of the crowd./
Then maybe/
she’ll see/
what you see/
and be/
she./
Freely.
Cyrano Writer: Musings of a Revolutionary Romantic Poet 
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