When love is lost we feel the fracturing of hope, as fear rushes through the cracks to convince us our hearts are broken. It is fear that carries pain and shatters hope, leaving us with only the tiny pieces of what once held and nurtured love. Hope built the pillars of trust, which lifted us to the heights from which we fell in love.
Time alone cannot heal all of our wounds, for only love can soothe the fear of pain and collect the scattered pieces, and again be envisioned through the iris of hope...
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Archie Papa...
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