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Lauren Suval

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In fifth grade, I found out that we were officially moving to Long Island. Part of me eagerly anticipated living in a house with a staircase and a grassy backyard. Yet, I was also overcome with worry about leaving the only place I’ve known. I was 10 years-old when I was diagnosed with chronic heartburn due to stress.

Letting go may not be an easy process (I should know), but when we force ourselves to keep what does not serve us anymore, we start to feel stagnant and trapped. It falls on our shoulders like a heavy weight. Closure, which we often have to give to ourselves, is far out of reach.

We were never meant to be a happy ending
We were fireworks on the Fourth of July,
always fated to beautifully explode.

i never cared for march; for its dreary and blistery skies/for the way it teases our hearts just when spring is nearby/when spring is technically here, but not here.

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