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Promenading on the Fine Line


Sunday, May 28, 2017 @ 6:04 PM
Bittersweet.

I have the urge to write, but the words and thoughts keep slipping through my grasp. As if my memories are as fleeting as strong tides breaking against the rocks along the shore, only to go back and begin again, unable to capture its essence.

Well, I do want to say one thing: Jijibear, you make me as happy as a clam. I adore you so much. Thank you for taking care of my feelings and licking my tears away.

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