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Untethered from You


Within this freedom,

You were the only one who could pull me

Without you, I was torn in two,

Enslaved by good and bad thoughts


Why wouldn't my body detach from you?

There were so many places to go ahead

I thought you were holding me, thinking of me

In fact, I was holding myself!


You never even came to look at me

I had wanted you with such force

I was too tired to see the truth!

I broke away somewhere and went good or bad.

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