For years I knew what I thought how you would feel like.

Love, you’ve been so unkind and I wonder if you ever could

Ever be mine. Scars, disgrace, undermining, I believed that was you.

Love. I had to grow, had to learn self-love, personal truth.

My third eye opened and now everything is clear.

Love, you’re different but exactly who you should be.

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