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January 1 A New Year. Never have I entered a new year and felt such love before. Never have I felt so needed. Until you, love was only a concept - a hope - a dream. Love had no form - no substance. I was alone. Alone with friends. Alone with family. Each New Year was the same. No one to call to. No name to name. Of all the New Years I have experienced, there has been only one. The day we met - the day I first experienced love. Now I understand. My love has form. My love has substance. It is something I can hold and I can feel. It is within. It is all about. It is life. It calls to me: I call you "Come let us celebrate the new millennium together - forever." |
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