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Release -- Original poem

This is an original poem written on Sunday, March 29, 2015.


Let go of the tension
Live without inhibitions
Life is short to worry
No more tension and inhibition
Let go of the past times which held you back
The present is worthwhile
No more tension and inhibition
Grow into your skin
Your life matters most
Life is short and let go
No more tension and inhibition
Willingly live with a smile
You frowned and were angry
Life is short and let go
No more tension and inhibition

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