To love someone is nothing, to be loved by. The end for all is darkness everlasting. And so it matters less which road we choose. What matters is the beauty of sheer being; The gifts we. Each truth is just a scrim across the darkness. We cannot see what most weíd like to know. I think its time I let you go. and that is hard to do because part of me will be in love with you.

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