The sweetness of self-intimacy.
A poetic rambling. An opening. An interlude.
I am beginning here, again.
Again. Again. Again.
Brimming with love.
Brimming with fire.
Brimming with brilliance.
And sorrow of the sweetest kind.
Filled and overflowing with new friends.
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