Sixteen - The End.

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Enoch

Her and I were never meant to be.

Two different people.

Two different souls

Two different worlds.

I will love her for as long as I live.

I will love her until my world crumbles beneath me and I'm nothing.

Till my ashes are mixed with the dirt beneath my feet.

But she stopped writing.

My world is ending.

Nothing would ever come between us, she said, till death do us part.

Well, we're always going to be apart now, my love.

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