I look to see a hawk in the sky flying free. It is okay if you saw me differently that day. You have found your way no matter what they say. You are my perfect mate. Others saw it right away and kept you away. I work hard every day to reach a reunion that is only joyful, safe, and free. I never want to lose you again. Can we just have our own language that no one can see? I am developing that for yee. Your beauty stops my breath at times. I understand the "stay away." Just know how you see, actually, and they can never take you from me, even intellectually. Love, Hope
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