November 2010
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when only Love
at the young, vulnerable, age of fifteen, i met my first love. though it’s naive to say this, it was magical. it was pure. i cherished our encounters, our longings and our soft-spoken tones. i believed our love could endure any hardship because we had each other and also because i believed God would be our refuge. i thought it was perfect.
but this vision i had of love, was quickly...
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