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You can only keep so much stored away Sometimes today is enough for today. When the past refuses to loosen its hold Spring cleaning time for the soul. So much gathered stuff to sort through Not sure who you are anymore that's true. If you're always trying to be like someone else who's going to be you? Everything has its place its time and space Some things belong in life's great wheelie bin Lighten the load - take your medicine; Cleaning out the garage >> |