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Strings 

​When I chose to do what I really want to do, the strings which have attached to you pull me back from my happy place.

I wonder then, if it’s worth cutting them or just be satisfied in going only as far as they let me go accepting the limited success, if any.

Cutting them will set me free, let me fly to unlimited happiness and boundless success, if only I could do it. Should I? Would I?

I want to, is all I know.


 
 
 

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