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Ongoing, First published Jan 10, 2014
Our first meeting, our one true meeting, was the purest form of clichéd. The world fell away when I was with you, and I loved you with everything I had. But it seems that it wasn't enough for you. So, I'm here now, writing you our story. Maybe you felt that you had to do to me, what your dad did to you. Did that make it okay? Did knowing I'd always be there for you make it okay to do that to me? Whatever you thought, you still did it.All Rights Reserved
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