Following a thread

I was bound, to those things I thought I was, to the things i accepted as true when i was too small to filter anything.  I can see myself, wrapped up, a thread around me and around me and around me, as I follow a thread it begins to unravel, the more I look the more it unravels.  When I reach the end I will find myself as I am, without all those things, I thought I should be...

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