Short Stories, Personal Essays, Poetry
I love you.Moonsand starsand galaxies wide. This lifetime and the next.And when I say thatI do not mean in deathBut in all the ways we liveand changeAll the people we becomeand through all the lives we are givenin this oneexistence.
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