Every word I wrote was my own, and every word will ring true after all these years have passed. The moonlight fades as the sun crawls up above the horizon for a new day. That new day is you. You hold the pen and paper that is this present. Whatever you choose to do with the time that is given to us is what will be written on those pages. These words are for you, my love...
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