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Oct 2014
Love. It's raw and it's unforgiving and it's brutally consuming. It creeps up on you like a thief in the night and steals away all that you believed you had protected. It's dangerous and it's heavy with risk. And still - it is the most precious and most sought-after gift. It's a desire that is rooted in our bones. Love is pain that you choose to succumb to. Love is seeing the darkest corners of someone's soul and refusing to quit. It means treading water that is deep and destructive but finding a way to keep your head above the current. Love is sacrifice. It does not surrender, it does not falter. It is the loudest hope. Listen to it.
Victoria Queen
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Victoria Queen
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