History’s Baggage Turned Into Blessings

If your hands are full of hate

You can’t receive peace

If your heart is full of bitterness

You have no room for love

If your mind is full of fear

You can’t think of paths as clear

If you hang on to history’s baggage

You can’t fly into promised lands

Sometimes loosing is not a loss

If you are opening and making room

For what is yet to come

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