Hearts of glass, hearts of flesh

I dedicate this beautiful piece to the mess we make in love. The conscious one, the involuntary one. When we try to give ourselves, when we only seek ourselves. For all pain I caused, I am sorry. For all that one that I received, I try to bless it, for it took me here. What would have been, what would be, this life without love? : )

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