More thoughts of my loved one.
Black is not a color; it is the absence of color. White is not one color; it is every color. Black and white are opposites but homogeneous in that they are not one specific entity, invariably living in disharmony with one another. Thoughts of the absence and the presence always flourish when creation is on my mind, what does this require, what could this quell. When I think of you I think of creation, but not of the absence. Verdict being, I could do nothing to make “Ness” better. Only the presence makes something remarkable. You are precisely that… remarkable.
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