Iโve been thinking about changes and who I was this time last year. I know I was a lot more afraid, and I know that Iโm not the same person anymore. This time last year I was waiting on a call that I knew was never going to come. And now, Iโm making the call. I donโt know exactly when I changed or how, but I know at some point, between cutting my strings and building my wings, I set myself free.
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