~Johnathan Nevarde~
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Most of the shadows of this life are caused by our standing in our own sunshine.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
Johnathan smiled, and hugged her back. He felt a tingle run down his spine. Still hugging, he whispered, "Never leave me." Barely audible even against her ear.
All things are artificial, for nature is the art of God.
-Thomas Browne