Air of freedom

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My soul was caged, lacking freedom, submissive in my little ego, it rained constantly in the portal of my sad eyes.

I took my suitcase, I filled it with things that I kept for many years, but that were well preserved, my laughter, my skills, my dreams, my self-love and all that set of good vibes, which make the feet have the desire to walk again on the roads of life, climbing steps.

My hands guided by the intuition of a woman with free wings, an entrepreneur! I felt useful.

With my baggage of liberation, I grew to my liking, I laughed out loud again, today at the peak of success, surrounded by my loved ones, I thank the creator for this breath of life

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I will continue to sow good seeds so that they will be born and grow with an air of freedom! So that they will never be caged.

Air of freedom | Ecency