I love you to create a kind of medical emergency, to make sure that as our bodies grow older, our hearts can grow younger.
My heart was old as oak when I was born.
Wednesday, November 5, 2014
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I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
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