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John Trudea. A name I'll remember for all eternity. It all started the summer of '100 when I walked upon a path in the woods. The first thing I noticed was his glistening deep blue eyes, I could look into those eyes for the rest of my life.  He smiled at me, his snow-white teeth encaptivating me. I knew at that moment, my life would never be the same.


Forever and ever, Amen.

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