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Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea.

I really love Matty and the rest of the crew. Anybody willing to put up with me after what happened tonight diserves major props. And that is all I will say about it here, in order to honor Matty's request, other than to say this:

I'm looking at the things you wrote on my walls, and I really did see a glimmer of hope and love and caring tonight. A glimmer of recognition, that this is your best friend, before it was covered by the other things. I won't break out the paint yet, but I do believe that certain things, and not the ones you might think, are taking you over and making you different and that they will eventually go away, as they have before, if it is right that they should do so.

Fiat Voluntas Tua.