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for CJC - 2025
Why should I not love you when you show me such love?
Mine, I must admit, may seem at times unreal, as I reel off thoughts unending, stretching and stitching the seams of reality while I mine my deepest reservoirs of emotion and imagination.
Yours is plain for me to see in your caring questions elucidating my reflections; in your thoughtful answers offered in the brilliant illumination of truth and clarity; in your gentle hints and implications guiding me toward manifesting my me while impinging less on the me-ness of others.
For those and many more, I love you in ways I cannot number now or maybe ever.