Mission.

Letting go is difficult, but it must be this way, however unfortunate.

I write my emotions accordingly, as they come and speak glowingly…

I love you, Claudia.

Everything happens for a reason.

Some reasons, we cannot explain.

Your love truly cleared the rain, the spring rain.

The sun is peeking out, and my dreams are reaching out.

My mind is clearing up, and my heart is beaming out.

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