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As you bloom, so will I bloom with you. Open the windows and let all of the bees in. She is of the earth. She too, has seasons.

The true tragedy is the fact that we were supposed to save one another. But on that cold day, in that warm cafe, rather than say hello, I shyly stood up, and walked away.

I stare at all of my wounds and laugh now, because these are the only places where light may enter.

You can go through it or grow through it. The choice is yours.