I believe there’s an art to letting go
It’s delicate and tenuous and tender
Devoid of words that make sense
So maybe I can show you how it feels to me
Letting go, to me means setting myself and you
Free…because we were all meant to be free
I know this…yet I struggle to let go
So maybe I can show you how it feels to me
It’s delicate and tenuously tender
Like the sadness of saying goodbye
To something or someone you hold dear
because we were all meant to be free
I believe there’s an art to letting go

Really?
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Thank you for sharing this John. I’m slow answering! xoxo
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You are very graciously welcome.
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WOW! Excellent Micki! ❤
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❤ Thank you sweet man ❤
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