Eventually there’s no more to squeeze. No more drops to wring out. There’s no reason to get upset anymore. Cause it’s only hurting you. There was never a reason honestly. It’s just now you see that for yourself. To love is to let go and to be okay. To love is to be free. To love is to make the final move, the final transmutation of the psychic essence. 

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