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  • New beginnings start where you want them to start and his love overwhelms you when you finally decide to give yourself permission to let go,
    His hands are in your hair, but you see your heart in his teeth,
    You allow him in vessels that no one else in this world has revealed,
    So concealed you once were, more so like a rigid bud, but within his words he weaves a comfort that blooms you,
    He saw beauty where you failed to see it,
    So it holds true; the things we fail to see are often the things closest to us.

    New beginnings start every where you want them to start and his love persists to rain on you in ways and rays that appear much brighter when you struggle and fall back in the dark.
    In your darkest moments, he sees you and in your lightest moments he laughs with you,
    Perhaps you are both mirrors with a light in between and the reflection you have on one another makes you both brighter,
    A single mirror, unaccompanied, would fall short of that level of brilliance, vividness, and intensity.

    New beginnings start when you fail to remember the feeling of loneliness and the tastes of life are much sweeter.
    That nature of sweetness is not coincidental, for you both knew there was such a taste.
    New beginnings start when you stare into your own mirror, when you wake up on the inside, wordless that the love continues on and so you finally decide to grant yourself permission and all at once you let go.
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