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Let go
The keys you think you have
The leash you think they have
Let go

Out there
Is freedom-swirled new air
Is glory -you’re its heir
Out there

Long Road

All in our heads
It is
Every ounce
Beauty
Destruction
The key to our souls and back
If we wish
If we dare
If we don’t
Let those hands hold us there

I heard the door slam
decidedly. I’d said it:
You’ve forsaken much.