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Sunday, June 26, 2005

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My Amethyst. I could watch her for hours when she dances. I've probably said this before. I could say it a thousand times. I could see it a thousand times. And still want to see more. Boundless joy, and nobody's watching. Except me. I drink the sight with my eyes and my heart's thirst is quenched. I know I'll be thirsty again. But in this moment, watching her dance...I feel I have all I'll ever need. She's my treasure.
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