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tonight i count the ties that keep me coming back to this point, this place i realize rope is just that, rope, and it's my choice whether i cut it or hold on the slack loosens it's grip and freedom unfurls that's been between my fingertips all along destiny discusses destination with me as i sleep and keep a mind that's as open as blue skies i wake and sit heavy in happiness, in understanding, in self-propelled evolution i hold myself and finally feel pride for the strength i've used to lift myself up time and time again
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Nov 27, 2016
Nov 27, 2016 at 10:13 PM UTC
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tonight i count the ties that keep me coming back to this point, this place i realize rope is just that, rope, and it's my choice whether i cut it or hold on the slack loosens it's grip and freedom unfurls that's been between my fingertips all along destiny discusses destination with me as i sleep and keep a mind that's as open as blue skies i wake and sit heavy in happiness, in understanding, in self-propelled evolution i hold myself and finally feel pride for the strength i've used to lift myself up time and time again
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Nov 27, 2016
Nov 27, 2016 at 10:13 PM UTC
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