Let the weight you carried loosen its grip
Slipping quietly into the shadows of the year
Not every memory deserves a suitcase
Not every lesson needs to follow you home
Some storms were only meant to pass through
Clearing space for gentler skies
Some names
Some fears
Some unfinished stories
They can stay where they lived
In the rooms you’ve already walked through
Step into tomorrow with lighter hands
With pockets open for better things
Leave it in 2025
And let the door close softly behind you
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