Letting go,
become a resilient being,
in my case, is to put into words the things that hurt you,
write -somehow, (hidden)-
and throw those words to the Iguazú Falls,
seeing them dissolve and diluted, as less important...
yet I can not.
Letting go is say goodbye to the white elephant that only you saw,
that only you cared
and which in part,
you get use to living with.
So, thanks I guess...
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