I long dreamed you would be my spring, chasing away—through the colors of your desire—the vast, intense monochrome winter in which I wandered… But it was I, becoming my own enchanted season, filled with the sap of “I am,” “thank you,” and “I love,” who made new leaves of multicolored joy sprout upon the bare branches of my days, melting the snow of the past…

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