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Slowly but Surely. What are memories nowadays, when the past seems to have no hold on conviction? It’s hard to forget someone you thought was so pure, giving them the heart of which held your soul. Mistakes were made as we run from them, given we are only human. But the act of love over powers, leaving only forgiveness existing within. Time, I heard, heals wounds delicately cut. But the first cut is always the deepest, imprinting a mark as we try to move on. Everyday seems to be all the same, but if you stare up pass the sky and into the unknown galaxy, we will surely find the strength, to find love once again. (To Maureen, Happy Birthday)

A poem written for me 6 years ago on my birthday. Lovely reminder love you Ashley Marie Huynh 

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if this ain’t canon then I don’t know what the fuck canon is

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