“The first thing I had to learn about her, and maybe the hardest
I’ve learned about anything… That she is her own, and what she
gives me is of her choosing, and the more precious because of it.
Sometimes a butterfly will come and sit in your open palm,
but if you close your hand,
one way or the other,
it… and it’s choice to be there…
are gone”
I’ve learned about anything… That she is her own, and what she
gives me is of her choosing, and the more precious because of it.
Sometimes a butterfly will come and sit in your open palm,
but if you close your hand,
one way or the other,
it… and it’s choice to be there…
are gone”
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