How do I explain the things I've said and done? How do I explain the person I've become?
I believe life is magical. It is so precious. And there are so many kinds of life in this life, so many things to love. The love for a husband or a wife, a boyfriend or a girlfriend. The love for children. The love for yourself. And even material things. This is my love. It is mine. And it fills me, and it defines me . . . and it compels me on.
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