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June 22, 2010
I am going to see you tonight.
It matters not that I am tired enough to sleep for a million years.
Or scared enough to run away forever.
Or lonely enough to never go away.

It matters not.
For I am going to see you tonight.
Perhaps for the first time.
Perhaps for the last time.

But it matters not.
For I am going to see you tonight.
The real you.
The you I have been looking for.

I am going to see you tonight.