Thursday, October 4, 2018

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Let it all go.
Let it fly in the wind.
Let it flow with the river.
Let it rise to the stars.
Let it run through green meadows.
Let it roll with the drums.
Let it hide in the darkness.
Let it be as it wants.
There is madness in the motion,
frightening laughter in my head,
cold detachment kills all feeling,
leaves me walking but I’m dead.