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let loose from this place whose

winds are trying to flatten your dreams,

from its storms drowning your hope,

from its people who never 

wanted you to grow.


let loose from this place whose

soil cannot carry a wildflower

like you in its womb,

whose sky cannot carry your tears,

whose sunrises are eclipsed

from your sight.


let loose from this place and 

drift into outerspace

for you are the child of the universe

and it has been made for 

nothing less beautiful than 

you.

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