and deep like the sea.
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I'm coughing up a lung today and I think it's funny because I treat me pretty properly.
More sleep please.
Happy birthday to Zak who is twenty-four years old today and will always be
older than
me.
he he.
He's made of magic, you see, my better Soul, and makes me believe in Happily-
ever-after, repeatedly, and we're like two peas in a pod, two-
pieced puzzle, two hearts dreaming together, two minds
in the Love nestled in the Palm in the lap of the God
who is my Tomorrow and makes our Today and formed a Yesterday
so we could be Now and Love and Trusting
and Trusted. Oh, Lucky, I'm in
Love.
Every day is new.
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