Old Friends

I release it all
The guilt of past deeds
The embarrassment of failures
Missed opportunities
Awkward moments no one noticed

Trapped inside
Too long
Be free, old friends
Dissipate into the atmosphere
Catch the solar wind
Travel far from here

My mind is as quiet now
Like the cold vacuum of Space
Cautious confidence slowly emerges
Reborn in fertile soil
Taking hold with stronger roots

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