"one day you'll believe the mirror
reflections we hold up to you. the
pretty words, the handsome portraits,
the gentle acknowledgements.
reflections we hold up to you. the
pretty words, the handsome portraits,
the gentle acknowledgements.
one day you'll consider the mask
doesn't have to be amor, doesn't
have to be any more or any less
than it is or was or will be.
one day you'll trace the curves and
the lines with the same awe, the same
fascination, the same gentle touch.
and until that day, until that moment.
until that present and that history and
the future. we'll remind you that you're
a gift, a splendor. radical love.
your radical love.
you're radical love."
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