"You ask me how I can love you because you see yourself as that dilapidated cottage. But I can see through the windows and the many cracks in its walls. I can smell you and have breathed the air you breathe through them and it fills me with such joy because the phoenix which resides there is the most beautiful wonder I have ever laid eyes on. I hope that this creature will spreads its wings and with the fire of you being burn away this worn down cottage, and soar with flaming wings up, that all can partake of your beauty." – a text from brenden: july 4, 2009.
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