Friend, my having you to speak to, and intimately show my heart, I may feel miserable, and get the sadness out. Let it wash through me in a terrible torrent, and go on. Such is the vice of friendship, this terrible addiction. To be one with another in such closeness, to express all, without regard, and even without the hindrance of marriage. It is a grand and terrible thing. Blessing and burden in one, to be a friend. But such as it may be, the grandness of a true friend is much more powerful than the terribleness of a false one. So here we are, searching this blue green jewel in the sky, searching for a friend. And I am lucky, for I have one.
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