Just hold on,
They repeat,
It will get better.
But my arms are tired of clinging to the stone edge.
Yesterday, a magnificent silver figure appeared.
They whispered in my ear,
"Its time to let go..."
I am free like the wind now.
So to all who have been holding on,
For fear of letting go.
Try,
Try setting yourself free.
The drop will be scary, but you won't be hanging on,
For dear life.
They repeat,
It will get better.
But my arms are tired of clinging to the stone edge.
Yesterday, a magnificent silver figure appeared.
They whispered in my ear,
"Its time to let go..."
I am free like the wind now.
So to all who have been holding on,
For fear of letting go.
Try,
Try setting yourself free.
The drop will be scary, but you won't be hanging on,
For dear life.
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