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Let go all the bad, all the strange, all the good.
Plop into the river your can’t and your should.
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Drop into the canyon “what should have been mine.”
Kindle the husks of your dreams.
Let them burn.
Trace in the curl of their smoke
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Breathe it in. Hold the scent.
Rake the ashes.
Begin.