we are a moving entity. we sail from port to port, smoothly or battered about by the waves of circumstance. our voyage is one of fits and starts. pauses and repeats. the seas flourish as we traverse, in the glaring sun or behind the clouds of the moon.
it is love that guides. that star that shines brightly, or slips away.
beckoning, withdrawing, beckoning again.
by love
for love
with love
of love. 
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