I love You,
Who is all there is,
So why wouldn’t I love Me?
And why wouldn’t I love Everyone?
Why not Everything?
When Everything is holy,
DO I HAVE TO TYPE LIKE THIS?
I used to write that way, You know.
When Ignorance was bliss.
I love You,
Who is all there is,
So why wouldn’t I love Me?
And why wouldn’t I love Everyone?
Why not Everything?
When Everything is holy,
DO I HAVE TO TYPE LIKE THIS?
I used to write that way, You know.
When Ignorance was bliss.
Musings of the Mad 
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