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Finally be free

My anxieties exhaust me,

I can’t feed them any more,

Maybe for once I’ll let fate decide,

What my life might have In store.

 

Tired of living two chapters ahead,

Predicting the future somehow,

Never truly living in the moment,

For the right here, for the right now.

 

So what if I decided,

To no longer be this way,

To enjoy every minute,

To the fullest live each day.

 

To once and for all put my fears aside,

Be the person I was meant to be,

Follow light through the darkness,

To finally be free.

◄ The real me

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