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Mar 2016
Through and through,

I do , I do, I do Love You,

None the less and all the more,

Without need of test and forever more.

Of this love we all do implore,

Of one another and of our selves with out need of score.

Shall we achieve such embrace of unconditional trust,

A love of its fullest in sincere kindness without lust or covetous?

Then the only question to answer burst is who shall do this act of us all first?

Yet has this act not already been played, very much so and on center stage of the very front page?

And of this then it seems, as an actor lived and died to live again, then what must it mean to be this of the rewritten string, to be up front upon that very stage and actor out alone is it not this needed act of you in your very home?

So we fare to dare it so means, that due to the best of parts played in its full scene, that we now have a sense of need to become this part and do the hardest play in its dearest deeds, to be that very one, that is central stage front page of the very deed you and i and everyone else so dreadfully need.

So of this do we not see to clear the eyes of the sleep and cries, to sound out the murmur so faint in our voices voiceless disguise, to render ourselves the first in the main act, to in fact be that which shifts the balance back, and so slightly and at times stumblingly unsightly in our no one is ever attractive when crying, that we chance the whole of our being and do as we all know to be the right thing, and love through and through in the center of the very universe of all our realities, by taking that very chance right there in your families living room.

For all your world is that of mine own, and my dearest friend I have never nor you, stood alone, I as you have been by and by and by mine and your loving and broken side.

Thank you for holding my hand in my darkest times as a man did so long ago when he took center stage , front page of the world dieing eyes, and gave us our desire to try back in a single plays act, and one that took and gave us all our lives back.

Whether you agree or not, is not the posted onslaught, it is the understanding that has its truth, you my dear friend are the center and the root.
So fear not and know this, Through and Through you have all that the world needs to be its best, just love all and yourself none the less and all the more and we just might find a way to feel and live a good sight better forever more.
Ricci Moon ScottBCM
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Ricci Moon ScottBCM  The Inn Between
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