And there was time enough-or so it seemed-for all the cherries atop all the ice-cream sundaes in all the world to fall from their frozen perches, as the heat of a treasure chest summer melted them away. Down and down into the cups of what it would all become, trusting on the ingredients, and how much love had been used to unite them.
Love, Hope, Loss
Remember always where the dreaming ends and the being begins. Draw a line for everything you care about and then step over it.
Love, Courage, Sacrifice
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