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To confidently move forward is key.

So many storms raged that I was blinded,

But in their aftermath at last I see

The need to break free, the ties I minded.

That steady stream turned into a trickle,

And it is now my choice to make it stop.

Many connections proved to be fickle

And I need to wipe them, every last drop.

In so doing there is this blessed clearing –

Stepping into it I’m made new again.

My grievances have been disappearing,

Symptoms of conditions which once have been.

What a special time, what a joy to move on –

All I needed were my senses. Rain, be gone.