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I just tried to remember how long ago it was, but time is destroyed. I loved you before, I loved you after, and I love you now. Not just during June, but always.

But rainbows will always make me think of you.

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what is time?? a construct that's kind of useless most of the time.

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I do realize the irony of using the word 'time' in a sentence about how it's not great.

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Well said. It seems like we just cycle through a whole series of awareness months without actually dealing with the things we’re being made aware of. Love you. Every month.

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That's a really good way to put it. Thank you for the perspective. 🖤

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