Letting Go

The last thing I heard before I awoke
Were the words
“It’s time
to let go”

I stirred,
slightly startled,
For it souned like my voice that spoke.

With eyes half closed, my fists uncurled
And I watched with wistful heart as the world
slipped through my fingers
While the dawn softly broke.

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