Love thyself with all your might, a hundred suns will light your path, with the rainfall on your face allow yourself to cry and laugh, and love thyself into the night.
From the dawn into the dusk, love all wrinkles of your heart. Hidden wounds amended ones, and fear not to hang it out. Let it show, let it fly, let it soar into the sky.
For when it's all been said and done, well only love will linger on. So love thyself and let that love pour out and make a lovely world. Fill it up, with hope and dreams, and one or two of those precious tears.
Love thyself with all your might, and when you find that love within, transmuted courage you will get, to love another, and love them well.
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