Freedom

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To let go is like a gift of healing,
when hope is rising,
I know I've found my place,
and I have grown to be fearless of my face,
I smile with ease,
and now my heart can do what it pleases;

Opening up to a new  landscape,
Where I can finally escape,
the only door I'll ever shut again will be the one to put my troubles behind me;

For what may come,
This is freedom;





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