So there is a new flower blooming in the fertile grounds of my days... there is a new experience unfolding around me, within me, through me. there are new feelings flowing through me, in me, around me. At once it is new and it is comfortable... like the very rare pair of new shoes that, once found, slip onto your feet as though they are already well worn. Its like coming home after many years away in foreign lands, when the familiar is made unfamiliar and yet comfortingly safe feeling. Its newness brings hope, and its existence brings happiness. It is a new flower, blooming with simple beauty.
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