PoeticaL
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Saturday, Sept. 18, 2004
Where there is love it remains. There has never been a time in my life where I have been content merely by someone’s presence. Never. And the fact that I now know what that feeling is tells me that love is something I have only thought I knew, but only because until now I just didn’t know.

This place I'm in...it's something all new for me. This appreciative phase...I appreciate every little thing lately.
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