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Jan 16
When you don't know how to use your freedom
Subconsciously somehow you'll give away your kingdom
And your power of decision
You lose your why, then your ambition
Loses it's way up to fruition
Give it time, and ground yourself
Have patience, don't run somewhere else
Think or feel about what stops your being free
If too many things fail, go to therapy,
Or at least ask for help,
An ear from a friend
A hug from your lover,
Sooner than you know,
The storm will slowly lower,
Until one day you'll notice,
It's sunny, winter's over.

_M.
Freedom is a tool, it's how you use it that matters
Cătălin Moldoveanu
Written by
Cătălin Moldoveanu  22/M/Romania
(22/M/Romania)   
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