Even in the darkness, you pull something out of me. Sometimes it's something that I'm thirsting to give you; sometimes it's something that I want to hide. I don't know how you find sunshine in darkness or how you tickle the soil just enough to make it too hard to stay still. I just want to know that if I show up the next time, again I might leave a little lighter.Photo credit: from the dark-8x10 fine print, JoannasPhotography
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