February 4, 2010
The world is very large.
The scope of my brief and relatively insignificant life hardly reaches beyond the walls of my home. I do not begin to ascribe any sort of merit to what I have done. In my life, I have accomplished very little. I do not even wish to accomplish much. I only hope to be continually filled with the love that has been given me by my beloved. He is constant as the northern star, the one light I can see in a world of darkness. He will never fail. He will never forget his love for me.
He will never forget me.
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