weathering it out…

I may appear to be all worn out, tuckered out, faded out.  My ears may be pinched back, pieces of me lost along the journey.  I may be older, wiser or not, my color is muted and faded and changed…but I’m still beautiful.

I wrestle with the energy inside.  I contemplate letting it go, but don’t want to just die. I hold it, waiting for just the moment….

when

I will be free…

to

let

go!

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