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A few brave flakes have quickly grown into  a whole lot of winter magic out there...  I know I’ll need to step out and crash this heavenly dance party descending from the sky. The seduction that looms on this side of the window surely won’t be so soothing on the other one... The cold will soak my bones. Miles of unforgiving pain in my wet, freezing toes will shake the heart and disperse any remaining magic away. 

I wonder... Is that what we were?  You showing me over and over again the darkest sides of the asylum you lived in, that vicious maze, all the lightless corridors of your mind... Enough to scare me to the bone and chase me away.  But I... I chose to see you through the prism of a butterfly reborn anew each time I got to be in your presence.  I saw you from my side of the window.  Only magic and innocence I fought to recognize and behold. 

I wasn’t blind, I was hopeful.  Despite the five headed dragon spitting fire and burning these daring wings of mine, in every single one I sought heaven ready to emerge. I saw glory and splendor curtained by a history of fear.  I may have been the only one to do so, but I know... I saw you. 

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