Is how I must learn to love you now:
Where fear is absent.
Where pain has no space.
Where translucence is ever-encompassing as its sister sky.
Too long I have lived in shame and the ever tight fist of anger... nobody should live this way. How can one see light and colors behind the dark cover of anger?
I choose to see the beauty of our trysts... though they are now the distant mountains of my home.
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