The only way I can speak your name is to whisper it.
If we weren't both so wounded this would be the most precious love. If we weren't both so wounded this might never have happened at all.
The tear in my eye is only detectable in a certain light.
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i know no better experience than growing your own strawberries, except, perhaps, eating them.
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