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True love is painful.
A dove flies when rain falls.
Without pain we can’t grow.
Deep down our hearts know.

We can heal.
We can feel.
We can fake.
We can break.

But nothing is more beautiful,
And nothing is more dutiful,
Than pure devotions,
Fueled by real emotions.

I have loved.
I am loved.
I am haunted.
I am wanted.

Minds can’t always translate,
What hearts want to say.
But beauty is here today,
And goodness is here to stay.

“Translate”

11.27.2017

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