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Treasure

My treasure are the people whom I meet each day. Online or offline you enrich my days in so many ways. I am thankful for you even if I do not say it.

Today a young man, whom I had come to love, was killed in a car accident. I had to think hard as to if I had made it known to him how special he was to me. Rarely do I say to people I have prayed for you. Rarely do I say I care for you. Today was a reminder that while I keep my prayers to myself I should be more open with my love.

Dallas if you can see these words I love you.

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