There are so many details I want to remember, moments like this that will be pressed into the memory of my heart. And I’ll think…you have to remember this...this moment with you.
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It was a time of exiting—the kind when you know you’re fully living, aware, and the person in front of you, understands what you’re saying. Sometimes there's no sound. Other times, it's the sound of his voice that embraces, encourages, and flattens out the creases in my soul.
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If you depart from a place of dream, you'd be a stranger if you chose to go back...
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