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Aug 2013
acceptance of the past:
i am so happy i can finally say, yes, her and i were something really, really wonderful at one point, but never again.

welcoming the future:
i will never fall in love with someone as i did with you, but i am making room in my heart to maybe find something similar.

love:
the spark, the flame, the rain, the burn-out, the wood that is too soaked to be rekindled, the sun that dries it out again,
the flame ignited by a different spark
neko
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