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Letting Go

Stormy Night Sail

Awaken
Awaken

Every fear I have can be thrown in the ocean.

Pulled against their will

stretching and strangling from my brain

out through my ear.

Wadded up

all sticky and melted.

Squeezed out ’til dry and wilted.

Crumbling little by little

so they can never fully reform

and tossed with the wind

for the tide to unlearn.

 

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