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 the point of coming-together. There is no other.

"You are the anemone lady.

"You are the one whom I may love.

"To think that the world contains one beautiful human being for me to love!

"It is wonderful.

"My life is longing for the sight of you. My senses are aching for lack of an anemone to diffuse itself among them.

"A year ago, when you were in the high school, often I used to go over there when you would be going home, so that my life could be made momentarily replete by the sight of you. You didn't know I was there—only a few times when I spoke to you.

"And now it is that I remember you.

"Oh, my dearest—you are the only one in the world!

"We are two women. You do not love me, but I love you.