Unexpected, tears
Spring to my eyes. I allow
My heart to spill forth.
How does it work?
Power to You ✧ ✧ ✧ NOW✧ ✧✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧NOW✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧✧ ✧ NOW ✧ ✧ ✧✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧
Beautiful Hannah! Just beautiful!
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Power to You ✧ ✧ ✧ NOW✧ ✧✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧NOW✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧✧ ✧ NOW ✧ ✧ ✧✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧
Beautiful Hannah! Just beautiful!