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Deep nights, long talks.
Discovery, at its quietest, is the most candid, and the most tender. I like that -- not peeling the layers off, but letting them fall away. If you wait long enough the flower will open itself to you. Patience, and the soft rain of silence. Listening. The lights were dim, and it looked like a setting sun.
Discovery, at its quietest, is the most candid, and the most tender. I like that -- not peeling the layers off, but letting them fall away. If you wait long enough the flower will open itself to you. Patience, and the soft rain of silence. Listening. The lights were dim, and it looked like a setting sun.