When you broke something And it breaks you inside; As all around you crumbling apart... When it's so hard to let go, Yet you have to send away... Come, call the spirits inside you; Come dance at the edge of everything That hurts, That stabs, That is hidden, That is... You.. is it? Come find the higher Self That shouts: "L'esprit ne pleure pas!"
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