from a letter written in April 2011:
"through Springs and Summers, Autumns and Winters we will walk. at times venturing on our own. but at all times- aware of the other promenading within an arms length. the parade of your beauty is one i want to watch from afar. yet at the same time one i want to cover my face and turn away from.
open your eyes. your world awaits.
i wish i could carry you always, but you must carry yourself."
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