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Sunday, August 13, 2006:
I have seen the new moon, sunsets and sunrises, but nothing of your beautiful face.
The pieces of my broken heart are so small they can be passed through the eye of a needle.
I love you like the sun loves the flower; like the sun loves the flower in the depths of winter. Instead of beauty to direct its light to, the heart hardens like the frozen world your absence has banished me to.
I will find it empty and in the winter if you are not there.
The hope guides me. It is what gets me through the day, and especailly the night.
The hope that after you are gone from my sight it will not be the last time I look upon you.

"Love has a large amount of FEAR, but PERFECT love, drives away all FEAR."

You Be the Judge.


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