In the freeze of the dark winter hours, still a five letter ray of sunshine manages to leak it's warmth into my life. Still she haunts nearly every waking moment, but no further am I the subject of torment; rather that of acceptance, of enflamed being, of will to live out each day smelling the flowers and embracing peace of mind. She's now kept me
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