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Rubber Band
I am being pulled
I am being stretched
I am straining
I am reaching the limit of my flexibility
I am being worn out
And I can’t stand to be of the same band
When will my ties, bonds, and fibers be broken?
I’m finding it harder and harder to pull away
My strength lessons every day
Wishing just to collapse to my original shape
I need to continue though
I need to build strength to pull my self further away
I need to weaken those ties, bonds, and fibers
So that eventually the band breaks
Until I am no longer anything like them
However
No matter how strong I am
No matter how far I pull away
Not even if the band breaks
Will I ever be apart of a different band.
Do I give up?
No
I continue
I make my own band.
Because every time I pull
And every time I stretch
And every time I strain
I change
And no matter how hard you try
You can’t make a rubber band return to it’s original shape.
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