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Being with Gallan like this – all free and joyous – it was addicting; it was deliriously overwhelming.
I would hold onto it.
I wouldn’t lose it.
I wouldn’t lose him.
As the sun brightened, and as it bathed us in its warm halo, Gallan and I leaned onto each other for hope, for truth, for comfort, and for our amplifying desires.
For…
For love…
