I was fearful, panic overtook me.
And I let go.
It was so easy, so effortless and then it was just me, alone, perfect.
Control is a foolish thought, a hopeless desire.
A life lost in hopelessness when the world is just there at your fingertips.
And now, I am free, oh so free.
Pity, oh pity, you are the perfect drug, you released me from the heaviest burden.
You showed me the world from the lenses I had refused to use.
I am a star, never a satellite.
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