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Real love is hard work. You have to decide if you want it in your story—or… if you’d rather just stay in the dream.
...There was pain, sunny days, and rain.; I knew you’d feel the same things…
...I’d walk the world for her, she couldn’t walk me a mile.
She couldn’t walk me a mile.
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