thirty-seven.

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Martin was back. 

"Squeeze my hand if you're there, 

Just say something to me, 

please B, 

I love you." 

Then he started crying. 

I used all my might to squeeze his hand. 

then I used my might again to speak. 

"I'm sorry. I love you. Goodbye."

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