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This time in 2008 we were blessed with the winning lotto numbers. Somewhere along the way we forgot that. Sometimes sense of direction gets lost when in the forest. However like you say. Sometimes it takes a bird's eye or mountain top view to see the forest through the trees.
I can see the forest now. And I have been reminded of those winning lotto numbers that deserved better.
You are my lighthouse. If only I could find that lighthouse once more.
My soul's counterpart, the anchor to my soul's shore, the port of my spirit, the draw bridge to my heart.
Miss you, cherish you, love you
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