your heart is wanting,old friend.for too longyou have gone hungry;desperate for the scraps of validation,the crumbs of affirmation,the leftoversof acceptance.but i will whisper unto your aching eara secret;one that is oft whisperedamong the oaksand seen upon the wingsof the butterfly: who you are comes notfrom the heart of man,which can be deceived. look around you. […]
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