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It’s been a day for me. So many things going on in my head. Words not given life.

I’m listening to Anthony on the verge of tears.

The Point of it All is my soul is so in love, so interwined, I don’t want to be freed. I simply want to be loved. In his arms, in his soul, in his spirit. My heart beats in a echoing rhythm of his own.

I want him to want me, to need me, to crave me.

He is The Point of it All.

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