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Complete, First published Dec 23, 2013
š˜£š˜°š˜°š˜¬ š˜°š˜Æš˜¦ š˜°š˜§ š˜µš˜©š˜¦ š˜µš˜øš˜°š˜“ š˜“š˜¦š˜³š˜Ŗš˜¦š˜“
"š˜“š˜©š˜¦ š˜øš˜¢š˜“ š˜„š˜Ŗš˜§š˜§š˜¦š˜³š˜¦š˜Æš˜µ š˜§š˜³š˜°š˜® š˜µš˜©š˜¦ š˜°š˜µš˜©š˜¦š˜³š˜“, š˜£š˜¶š˜µ š˜Ŗš˜µ š˜øš˜¢š˜“š˜Æ'š˜µ š˜øš˜³š˜Ŗš˜µš˜µš˜¦š˜Æ š˜Ŗš˜Æ š˜µš˜©š˜¦ š˜“š˜µš˜¢š˜³š˜“ š˜§š˜°š˜³ š˜¶š˜“."            
      I felt like a sinner.      

    I hated the feelings that I had for her; but I loved the feeling at the same time. It was forbidden; for us to even be seen together. I couldn't just push these feelings aside, no, it wasn't that easy.        

         I often frowned upon my feelings for her at times, as there was no way we could be together. I wouldn't dare express my feelings to anyone else. Their perception of me would change quickly. I wonder what had pulled us together, though?                                  

       It might just be written in stone for us...             

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