I've talked about it,
over and through and around about it,
up and over the hill about it.
You've heard me, through and through,
and I hope you understand,
it's got nothing to do with you.
No more, I'll hear no more,
I'll say no more, I'll do no more, for you-
although I still want and need you,
It's over.
My wings, small and white
And curled and clipped,
unfurled for the first time today.
I flew today, unhindered, into a vast horizon.
I can breathe again!
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