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I'm walking away
from this losing race.
I'm letting all the problems of the world
crunch and crackle beneath my feet.
I'm smelling and feeling the luscious soft grass
on the over the side of the fence you and I built.
I'm feeling free, alert, aware, and ever so alive
because I'm breaking away from you.
I can hear the birds singing with the angels
in the wondrous brilliant golden skies of heaven and earth.
I can feel my guardian angel and God
guiding, protecting, nourishing me.
I can feel them leading me in my journey away from you.
I'm with them and we're walking away.