that you distill a lifetime's experience and lead me to this strange and difficult place and time with a single purpose:
one that I cannot ever quite 'know'.
it also struck me last night that faith and love are the same thing.
neither lives without the other.
but faith expresses the truth closer to the mark than love can;
probably mostly because we misuse the word love far more often.
the word 'faith' is mostly left alone:
less contaminated perhaps.
you place your finger on my lips:
sssshhhh
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