Magic Makes

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My final vices I vanquish, spending to much time, not getting it.

I evolved the first image I ever wrote to.

I offered Agape love from that day forth. Although what I didn't realize was Eros was soon to come.

Many misunderstood, and still do. Although now my clarity compounds. I realize strength even greater than I could have conceived.

I have many times felt reflections, or resonance in others. They are not common to find. Exceedingly rare is to find them both in another.

With this I have found myself, found my love. For understanding Eros, all other forms of love are headwaters of: Agape, Philia, Storge, Philautia, Xenia.

I feel the magic, it was never lost.

It will be reborn time, and time again.

While connections can only be held when time is due. I find all love at a nexus, in resonance, reflection bring me back to myself.

It may rain, we bear our scars.

I can only understand this to say in great pain great expressions of love is forged. Few allow themselves to feel the depth, when emotion is this raw.

Although many delight in the product, this labor of love, of this pain.

You can't ever leave yourself.
Love guides me here.

Understanding the greatest love is built on freedom. In resonance, in reflections love allows 1 to become the greatest versions. It transforms, you become who you never thought you would, or could be.

If your lucky enough you may find yourself in the arms of 1 who set you free.

It is as if they were always there. Reflecting your experiences, even though they weren't always by your side.

For this path I could never deny.

I wish for everyone to know love, their 1. While lucky enough to write chapters shared in silence...

Forever, Ever, and Evermore,
Aaron Baker

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1 4 Taylor Alison
1 1ov3 Aaron David
May a Swift Baker love be our legacy.