Poem: Letting Go


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We cling to the vine
Then slowly we lose our grip
Where do we go then?

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14 thoughts on “Poem: Letting Go

  1. MYSTERy, is where we go,
    But I don’t know
    Because I’m sure not going
    To a place that’s sneakily called Mister!
    I think I’ll go to where my DOG is
    Because it is GOD spelled backwards.

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