Reverie

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Let it spark as
A reflection of an innocent past..

Let it blossom into
A handshake and occasional words
Of good and laughter.

Let it stay with you
Through your happiness,
Through your darkest nights
In your heart.

Every time is like the first time.
Every opportunity is hope.
How can anything be so perfect?

Yet, I have to let you go.

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