She was searching for a new beginning of hope. Her heart was an unstoppable tide.

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She was searching for a new beginning of hope. Her heart was an unstoppable tide.
Just when you thought the story is at an end, how lovely. A new era begun: I am slowly, beginning to delight again in living, my heart pouring out, and my dreams better.
Her soul is beginning to lift in the stillness and accept her own worthiness.
Have an incredible lust for life: a heart beating a new beginning. Open your eyes, the world is out there.
It is the beginning of the end.
Her smell in my bed the night before was the beginning of my jealousy.