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Wednesday, December 22, 2004

I am a lonely man as of two months ago left and forgotten by the woman I love. I was a simple phone call and with a gentle voice she said: meet me at the park, we must talk today. I went and we met. She smiled and said hello, I grinned and approached but almost kissed the wall. Her smile danced in... Sign in to see full entry.

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