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Met you when I never expected to, you who's just like me. Not a handful, a real lady who I've the honour of knowing. Why fate brought us together, I don't know. What matters is that we met and became friends and more. We have something that is ours, no one can take that away from us. I do love you and now I miss you, though certain people don't approve. Like they don't of my writing o...
Saturday 24th December 2011 3:20 pm
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