Depart
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MatureOngoing8m
Last published Tue, Sep 16, 2014
I regarded his fragile face under the street lights of Sixth Avenue, he looked up at me as if I was his shimmering light, the luminous light that will finally give him the amity he longed for - he smiled weakly and placed his precarious hands on my swollen cheeks wiping away the droplets of sorrow that slowly ran down my face.
"If I had my life to do over again, I'd find you sooner so I could love you longer".
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