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Let it go.
The serenity of the words.
I give a sad smile a sigh.
Why?
Why was I the one?
Making my life harder.
Why did it have to be me?
The princess?
The crown princess?
The one to consume the position of rule?
Making my life harder.
But now, in the mountains, in isolation, now free as a bird to fly.
Now, free as a fish to swim.
I could embrace what I've kept hidden.
I can embrace what has held me back.
Let it go.
The serenity of the words.
The calmness issued in their presence.
The happiness following forth.
The thing that'll make you feel like the bird itself, soaring.
Above all.
I have something special.
I have something unique.
Why hide it?
Why did I hide it?
What makes it wrong?
My perspective has changed.
Let it go.
There's a serenity in the words.
A serenity I have achieved.
A serenity that makes me feel like I belong.
Though it's obvious I don't.
It puts the negative hidingness to sleep.
Sends the haters elsewhere.
Let it go.
A command.
One worth following.
A sentence, beautiful to listen to.
A fraise, of utter order.
A speech, cut short.
A personality, in pieces.
A whole book in a few words.
A philosophy.
A dream come true.
A serenity.
What do you think? It's supposed to be during the time Elsa is on the mountain, and what she's thinking.