Burdensome

Who knew that the break up would be better than the acquaintance.

The numerous fights over petty subjects and jesters are a thing of the past.

I can't say that regret and regard is needed to continue. I embrace the imagery of each day and exalt God.

This state of solitude is present but I am better now I can't believe that freedom is free.

Freely basking in clarity, purging in smiles and sunshine I feel better than ever.

Thank you God for the good bad ugly and scripture.

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