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Please read Monty My sweet man, you are not alone. You are in the air I breathe, the sunshine pouring through a window; the moon rising in the night sky. There you are, no further than the beat of my heart. You are with me when I dream, awaken and wade through a busy day. When I look out this window, you are looking with me into the vast sea. I won't feel alone nor will you because you are with me always, as I am with you. We have a room with a view forever because that's what we wish--we're not alone. Neither you nor I have a day go by that the other is not there in the most profound way. God made it to be so, thus it is. You are not alone I am not alone--we are bonded by a hand so Divine... Highlighted in the 9/16/09, Spiritual Newsletter!
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