Letting go is hard.
But it's essential for new growth.
We cling to things of all kind
And fear what we might lose if we let them fall.
But sometimes we need to surrender control,
And let the universe take its toll.
Only then can we truly find,
The freedom to move forward and leave behind.
The past that haunts us no longer has a grip on us,
And we soon find new possibilities.
So don't be afraid to release your grip,
Letting go can be a beautiful trip.
For in the void that letting go creates,
New opportunities come to us at a lightning pace.
We discover a strength we never knew we had,
A confidence that inspires us to move forward and not look back.
So trust in the journey that lies ahead,
And let go of all that weighs you down and fills you with dread.
For in the act of letting go, we find true grace,
And our lives are filled with new meaning and lightness in an endless race.
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