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I can't wait until you're gone.

Your presence is like chains--
Shackling me to my past.

Every time I see you
They tighten and tighten
Until my life is as constricted
As my blood.

I can't wait to take the weight
Off my ankles,
Off my shoulders,
Off my lungs
And off my soul.

I can't wait to fly again.

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