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I love you, and that's all you need to know,

The trouble is you'd rather not believe

It's that easy, that there are no rules,

No footnotes or appendices to grieve

Or block this quiet gift from me to you.

No matter what you think or how you act,

No matter what you did or thought to do -

No matter that your intellect is wracked

By doubts, confusions and endless attacks -

They'll come to nothing when enraptured by

A love far greater than created time,

Enduring even though your body die;

For unconditional is what I said

Know you are loved and do not question why.

Brian Hick August 2014

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