Release

Sometimes it’s okay to leave the old behind to slide into a satin ballgown that sweeps the floor as you tiptoe across town.

Sometimes it’s just right to walk this tight rope and cross over to a pool of soft blue.

And sometimes,

Just sometimes

It’s blissful to bite into a pillowy pastry and let the world around you dissolve into a sugary sweet syrup.

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