There is no obsession here. What is here, just is. This state, this feeling, is unlike anything I have ever felt before. It is in the marrow of my being. There is a strength, a purity, an elegant feel, to it. To be bursting at the seams with love and hope and faith and spirit is wonderful. To not have a vessel to put it in isn't. But it doesn't mask the powerful vibe, the flowing river. It remains.
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