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Oct 2019
Progress, time, waiting patiently for release from the recession of my soul. Fall back, only to look up, I am floating.....away from the pain cutting to the core. Purify, unify, one heart to be cleansed of so much sorrow seeping from those continuously open wounds of questions. You are where I want to be, yet that part of you will not show me what it is that you need. Why are you stubborn so, my dear? Have I not been true to your raw despair? Have we not shared something only the imagination can dream a reality? These questions mean nothing until I hear you say, "We are one and you are the one."  I will process our progress until we meet again. I am blooming into you and I refuse to be admired from afar anymore. Draw me in like each breath you consciously take when you know I am closing in and continuing to call to you.
Can you see our love blooming now? Why did you wait so long? So let it be from this day forward...
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Steph
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