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On our way to the top of this hill,
We experienced difficulties of moving forward
Due to lack of sleep and regular exercise.
However, we held the hand of each other
And encouraged each other as we slowly
Yet steadily took the steps toward the top.
On the way,
You asked me whether we would
Hold hands and keep walking like this forever?
Without hesitation,
I smiled at you and replied, "Yes!"
That was a time when we needed each other;
But now,
Such a need is no longer a need,
And therefore holding onto your hand has become,
Instead of a symbol of union and synergy,
A symbol of confinement and even imprisonment.
It is a time, as a result,
To set my hand loose and let you fly;
Fly freely into the sky.
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