Born, We Are Mortal,
Dehydrated, And Ordinary; Love Is The Oil That Plumps Us Up, Dilates The Eyes,
Puts A Glow On The Skin, And Lifts Us Free From The Weight Of Time. At Best,
Love Is Simply The Slipping Of A Hand In Another’s; Of Knowing You Are Where
You Belong At Last.
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