When did it become a fearful thing to smile?
To love?
So much has happened..
And this warm feeling
Such a peace in me...
Such turmoil....
Hold my hand and I'll feel it...
Hold my hand and maybe I'll walk with you
The spark in those eyes is back...
The smile in those lips is back....
My smile is back
My eyes wide open
That alone is a blessing
Such peace.. such Turmoil....
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