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I’m 28 years old, yet I was born yesterday,
I remember the first words you spoke, the look in your eyes, the feel of your touch, the eagerness I feel when I’m with you, I will never forget your easy smile, your loving voice, the way you would look at me, I can still hear the concern in your voice, the caring and gentleness of your words, I still feel your strong body, your soft hair, your warm touch, now, I am old, I awake every morning just to see you, I cherish every moment we share together, and on the day we can no longer be as one, my heart will surely die, if it were not for the joy and happiness of loving you, I would have never existed at all.
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