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“there is
\nnothing i could lose
\nthat i would miss
\nas much as i have missed
\nthe feel of my own soul
\nwhen i wasn\u2019t listening to it,
\nand i\u2019m listening now\u2026<\/em>
\nand it\u2019s telling me
\nthat i am meant to be
\nwhere my lungs can breathe easy
\nand where there\u2019s wing-shaped air
\nto stretch into all around me”<\/h3>\n

– butterflies rising<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Poem and original work by the author butterflies rising that was inspired by her quote if anyone or anything needs my spirit to be small\u2026 i\u2019m finally learning to walk away<\/a>.<\/p>\n

– Published publicly on her poetry blog and social media on July 27, 2023
\n<\/p>\n

DMCA Protection Date and First Date Of Use<\/strong>
\nJuly 27, 2023<\/p>\n

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