At Least I Do.
This means only one thing: that your once irrational fears of distance, time, and the like have somehow changed.
Now, they have become more legitimate than touch, more legitimate than taste, more legitimate than sight.
Having always identified this as a possible avenue – but never crediting it as such – you face recognition of the mistake.
At least I do.
2004
29
Aug
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