when you gave me the sun in the middle of winter and made the snow upswing to the summer fervor, i had discovered that through the deepest of my misery, 'nevertheless' was not a yearning. because you made it a reality and unexpectedly cherry blossoms fell rather than the waters of the mountains. my life was given a new meaning, my hope, once more, unrestrained and searching. you were the reason. you, my 'nevertheless'.
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