Loving the Enemy
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It was during the war against England . A chance meeting with a British solder made me fine love fine the strength to be my self . He made me feel like no one else had ever made me feel before. But he was one of them. One of the people who killed so many who took my farther way. How could can i pick someone like him. But i did not pick him. My heart did
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