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He knelt down to her in abject surrender, as a repentance of all the past mistakes he had commited towards her...The soul laid bare, stripped of any ego,his eyes shining with the honesty of his love.
She surrendered her fear, of his monstrous facade, of the beast in him when provoked. For the beast never existed in vaccuum, his black always co-existed with his white and then she came and lit up his life with a range of colours, a symphony of sounds.
They surrendered themselves to the calling of a higher nature, of a love that could never be denied, of a yearning of two young hearts who meander aimlessly when apart but flow undeviated and confluence as one.
Perfectly imperfect. Imperfectly perfect.
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