078 : SUNRISE

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I never loved sunrise before,
Not until your warmth touched me,
And healed all the scars beneath,
The laugh I always wear and pick.

They never hurt anymore,
I no longer stumble on the floor.
And if I did, you're there to give me a hand,
Always making me feel being loved is not that sad.

-I Discovered Your Love

@Telma

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