sometimes we forget our
own magic, sometimes we
forget how afternoons find
its way back into the night,
or how smiles crawl into
the wings of a glorious sunrise,
sometimes we forget the
mere fact we are still standing
is reason enough to call
a moment breathtaking -
and when this happens,
forgive me for my failure,
and hold my hand so we
can find our way back to magic.
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