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All the paths I took to know you
led me back to knowing myself.
My efforts to earn your forgiveness,
for what I thought needed absolution,
remained fruitless—
until I forgave myself.
And then I realized:
We do not need to be forgiven.
We need to be caressed,
we need to be loved.
We stumble beneath the weight of existence,
lose our way in madness and confusion.
And yet, we find ourselves again.
For this, we need to be admired.
I admired you.
I caressed you.
I loved you.
I walked countless roads to learn
that you and I were never apart.