My Wings are Clipped

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The LoopWhen I was young,I failed miserably atTying shoe laces into bows,They missed the shapeOf infinite loops.When I grew up,I became a master.This poetry collection is for every single person who loved so strongly, cared so deeply, and spent so many years rooting for a partner when they didn’t do the same. You deserve better. You deserve love.Sometimes, the truth might be hidden, but I do hope that you will find yours between the lines of this poetry collection. Read this book and let it care for you. Understand, learn, grow. Discover, admit, face your fears. Recollect, renew, revive.Keep your happiness in mind, dear reader. The majority will try to bend your shape. Some people may even clip your wings. But no one is allowed to take any power from you. Preserve your energy to escape the loop and find new angles to see the sun.