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Being Mine

You can’t keep me.  Only I can keep me.  And that’s both beautiful and terrifying. I am the possessor of my own soul and you can’t have a piece of me unless I say so.  I can choose to take me back anytime I want. Advertisements


Two steps forward.  Two steps back. Circle around and square your shoulders. Steady your focus straight on the horizon and take a deep breath.  Take as many as you need. Then run, run. And jump.