Tears of freedom

I’m crying. Of freedom. Has it happened to you ?I’m feeling the grips of fear unholding me. I can even see its hands disappearing afar.I’m crying of recognition. Embracing this thing we call vulnerability, I would call it truth.Feeling life expanding in my cells as I continue feeling safe, feeling home inside my being.What has she drunk ? Smoked ?Humanity. And that’s how…

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