It hurts
Sometimes
To cut the ties
With what you love
Because
Your own sanity
Is at play
It hurts
Like when a bird
Opens the. Cage
And flyes away
And yet
Opening those wings
Feels like freedom
And peace.
But still hurts...
Do you see His work?
When you look around And smile at the beauty of a bright sunny sky When you hear birds singing on the trees Or tiny butterflies Working...
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