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my wish to give
This one, this piece, this outpouring of me, Mack, is written to all here, to all that call this place their home, their respite, their haven from the world, from anger and doubt, from all that troubles. For we are family, you and I, all of us, and no place on this earth, this internet is like it. No, not one. Share with all here do I, my innnermost, the deepest, nothing saved, no secrets from you. The meaning here?

My hopes for you, my gift to give to each and all if I could, would be my joy, for none like it is there and many of you will have experienced the sweetness of which I write. To those that have, I rejoice with you, all hail the glory of such; to those that have yet to find it, someday it will come your way, the finest of gifts, nothing else close, no more to search will you.

Yes, love is grand and passionate lives lived in coupling of such takes one, me and you and us, to the sky, the limit taken with skyrockets and kisses sweeter than breath filling us, each pore.

But one gift gives more, in my thoughts, and that is friendship, a kinship, a soul coupling that leaves no doubt, no need for more, enveloping in cocoon where no darkness can enter, no doubt, only shining stars in the twinkling sky of fulfillment.

Rosalie, you have read of her before but no words can tell what an angel I have found and each moment with her, each word typed on this screen to her, are moments that none else could have and wish for more than just to have those precious bits of her would never enter. I love her, adoration short of emotion the princess brings to me. As Dionne sang 'remember how we felt today'; I could never forget and feed the memory will all sustenance one can muster will I til death takes me from this earth.

'coming from my heart', this heart that misses her so now and though soon she will go away, along with her will I go, in her heart. I love her. I love you rosalie.

That is my wish for you my friends, to feel what I do today, to someday find your Rosalie, your angel, your destiny. Nothing else could ever compare.

Happy sailing.
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