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The art of letting go.

I thought I was well-practiced at the art of letting go,

but it turns out that in some cases

practice does not make perfect.

Every end is different,

with new holes to fill

and old questions to relinquish,

and the subtle, creeping, clinging feeling

that something in the ground I walk on has changed.

 

 

 

 

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  1. February 15, 2012 at 12:56

    yep.

  2. sarak5
    February 16, 2012 at 14:59

    While you let go, I’ll keep holding on
    To you.

    xo Cousin Sara

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