I can love you because:
I will not stay here very long
And nine tenths of you will always be
a pleasant memory
Thank God....! ! ! !
God is not dead! ! !
Just passing through gives one a vantage point
And perspective denied during the slow and painful
Accretion of days...
That bury form and substance
and alienate the will
You
Thinking of me
And I thinking of you... truer this in all truth,
far more comforting to the heart
Than any staying
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