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As the Lovers Might Make It


I hope all is progressing well.

I'm listening to Marika Takeuchi's Missing Piece.


Is it so: that one might love someone as an accessory person -- not completely secondary to another person though to one's desires -- as though an addendum for a love, a prerequisite to a standard or set of standards unwholly of one's self?

Is that choice or love?

Is love a supplement in a supplemental relationship?

Is it not so with love as it may be with life-- as the lovers might make it?

Onward and Upward,

Kevin Dufresne

Kevin Dufresne sitting on a brick wall writing wearing Zelda socks, a Flamingo shirt, white shorts, and brown shoes.

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