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I love her

Glancing across the room, her hair catches the yellow light. Dressed in red she laughs at a distant memory. The night is no longer young as we gaze at the stars, she makes up stories about them and how each of those stars must love one another in order to be that close, for that long, so far away. She has a way of simplifying things in life that makes me slow down and take everything in. All the joy, all the pain, all the silence. I love her.

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