Last String

We don’t need to receive balloons to be happy. Don’t we feel equally happy, if not more, every time we give? Being needy is a primal instinct that is no longer this generation’s necessity. Why volunteer when millions of others have taken it upon themselves to overdo the act? So as we live here in this ever-evolving world, why not push ourselves to the limit and maximize our potential, to attempt the bettering of this world, that the selfish and indifferent fail to prioritize?

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LAST STRING

I was born with a handful of strings in my hand.
And in the short time I have existed, I  let them slip one by one,
because I had precious raindrops to catch.
But I shall not think of it as giving them up.
Rather, I will think of it as letting go.
And now I am letting go, I am setting free,
the very last string that I will ever see.

by Adrienne Luzanne

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