Dear Miracle

Setting free the beautiful truth inside.

loved like that

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Did he know I saw
the blaze of my soul every time

his gaze fell on me?

How could we know he’d be taken so unexpectedly?
Our time, much too brief, mission
complete,

his indelible mark imprinted on my heart,

Never can I unsee the star of light

he saw in me,

A gift of believing in who I am when

once I doubted I could be loved like that.

🌠

~to steve–my knight blinking with stars

~s wolfington

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Author: DearMiracle

The hardest thing you will ever do is tell yourself the truth. This is about that. Vulnerability, becoming comfortable with ambiguity and answers that don't always arrive when we think they should. Living in that liminal space, a threshold of not always knowing becomes a sweet spot, a place of opening again and again.

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