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Removing my Hand

The wind is calm

it is time

You are happy

And more afraid

than you’ve ever been

You are sure

it is time.

I remove my hand

keep going kiddo…

I’m beside you

keep going

don’t stop

don’t stop.

The first attempt ends

Tears

Through your tears,

I catch a glimpse

In your eyes

Success

You’ve done it.

You are free.

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