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Call it a cleansing, the way I donated and discarded the memories of ghosts long gone;
they don't need to live in my closet anymore, laid to rest in cardboard caskets
before I reached a point of letting go, or at least not forgetting they were buried there.
Good-byes have never been so easy, but I suppose that's what happens when it finally settles in —
the magic is in rebuilding, in freedom, in the calm that comes with moving on.
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