Felt

Like a tiller straining to resist the tide

Like a bridle striving to restrain the ride

Like a fable refusing to follow the facts

Like wallpaper declining to cover the cracks

Like a kite deciding to dodge the breeze

Like a sponge resolving to risk the squeeze

 

But now I know the no
Let me let                              go.

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