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And With Words I Let Them Go


I said to them
"You don't need me..."
"You just think you do."
And with these words
I let them go.

Some days I am enough for myself.
And I have miles yet to go.

Its been a long hard winter.
I trudged the miles mostly on my own.
Its not as if I didn't ask.
I did.
They were met with not even a care or a groan.
Nor kind words found in a simple letter.
I knew I could do much better
alone.

And with those words
I told them
with straight-through-the-front-door conviction:

"I let you go."


July 3, 2017 9am PST
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