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[dantheman07]

Stems from the leaves hold fast to the branches, clinging for life while freedom pulls downward. To be free or to live. What is life? Holding on to comfort? Being temporarily safe from the evils that seem inevitable? If you dont let go, you wont ever get the chance to see what the ride is like... if you do let go you'll either fall like a rock or let the wind throw you for a loop. The wind that you cannot see, the wind that you cannot predict. Whether you let go or cling is your decision, but in your heart you'll always wonder "what would've happened if...". If is the word that tries men's souls.

Ride the wind