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40 Let it go? Would be acing hands For the grip. Afraid of useless. Weak in stead fast, What to do with them. Let it go. Free drop to death, Height vanishing fast, “Holding on sounds right” Weariness the flip-side, To just close my eyes. Let her go. That would be trust, Less always watching, Insecurities’ psychic’s doom. Enjoying it to much. Walking shells of my making. Let them go. Salvation is my daughters, Accomplishment worth my breath. Healthy in there skin, Respecting even there merrier. The nest is becoming colder. Let yourself go. Happiness.