just fringes of a self that needs to be touched.. and hands guiding in this search unknown.. step
ino as hesitant.. unsure..
we surrender.. in awe of this unfolding.. these windows that we can see.. but others hold the key . gently helping us walk this maze of our self.. and we see the magic. and we feel the mystery.. and we move towards meanings held in this lifetime.. slowly flowering within us.. and we look in these eyes.. mixed emotions..
every moment an introduction.. every moment a goodbye..
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