Wondering

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I think I finally understand how important our pages where. How much we burned but how much we wrote. I am no longer upset about the past. I want to look forward and write new stories, with or without you. Where pages intertwine and saps catch fire. Where the same tree circle starts to feel like home. Where our honey tastes good together and nightmares fade. Our pages have turned and our story seems done. Our romance was truly beautiful and crazy.

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