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And that's how you met Mom?" I nodded and gently stroked my youngest son's head. "That's how I met him." The little one stared over at my partner. "Will Third come back?"
"No he won't. Everything is fine"
It was all good. And I wouldn't allow myself to suffer another setback.

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"All lives come to an end," the priest's voice sounded across the murky earth of the cemetery.
"He will live on in our hearts"

With these words he left our world.

Hello my cucumbers.
That's the end of the story.
Thanks for your support.

LG Oxford

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