Just as the acorn existed within the oak, even when the oak was a seedling;and as the oak existed within the earth, even before there were trees;and as the earth existed within the galaxy, even before there were planets...there has never been a time, dear sweet John,when you did not exist within me, during which we dreamed all else into being. Far out. Love you. Happy everything, The Universe | |
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