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i tell you a tale of two lovers. it was a love so great that nothing come break it, when they were together everything else faded to grey. they were full of passion and excitement. i tell you a tale.
he sat with the coater resting in the palm of his hand. he ran it between his fingers as he pictured her, the way her hair fell perfectly over her shoulders, the way her eyebrows would arc slightly when she was confused. he thought about how he would never see her again and he began to cry.
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