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I thought our souls were intertwined - So quickly the connection was severed No longer do I feel aligned - Only to learn it was a mistaken endeavor Like an extremity that’s been amputated - Trying to learn how to be whole I hoped our union was fated - Breaking free to release control Placing my heart on parole - Gone are the ties that bind I now look inward to my soul - And look to see what I can find Freedom has a quiet ring - Though often fought for vigilantly What will this new freedom bring? - By myself I contemplate quietly No longer questioning my enigma - For it is much less intoxicating Being left with only the stigma - No longer to lay in waiting