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Everyone holds at least one poem in their heart: A snippet of their lives, traumatic or ecstatic, a beautiful scene of frosted leaves on a crisp fall morning, a childhood finger painting overworked into black. It only takes one special person, a soul let inside, to unlock the door to your heart, to let out the emotions that have fallen wayside. You were meant to feel this.
Everyone holds at least one poem in their heart: A snippet of their lives, traumatic or ecstatic, a beautiful scene of frosted leaves on a crisp fall morning, a childhood finger painting overworked into black. It only takes one special person, a soul let inside, to unlock the door to your heart, to let out the emotions that have fallen wayside. You were meant to feel this.
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