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It was beautiful. I always did love the night air of the mountains. The moon was bright. The air was chilled. I loved it. I don't know what to say. I can't describe the feelings in words. If I had to sum it up, I would call it a state of being dead to the world, yet alive to myself.
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Beautiful...
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"Chris, I love you..."
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It's been awhile since I have heard these words whispered so truly to me. I hear the words all the time, but why is it that this time I believe them?
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"If we'd go again, all the way from the start... I'm still lovin' you..."
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Love is eternal. No regrets, ever. Live happy, die happy. Make yourself. Friends are the family you never had. Love deeply and indiscriminately. Cross lines; step outside the boundaries. Carpe diem.
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I love you, too. I just never realized it.
Let's try this thing out... 100th entry...
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