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Me: You got my message? Are tou mad at me? Do you want me to keep it to myself? Have I pushed you away? Can you handle a woman want- ind to lie down next to you and wrap her arms around you, for mutual comfort and peace?
He: Yes. It's ok, I was waiting to hear it. I knew it already. I knew it when we went to the Friends chapel the first time. We were looking at the sky through the ceiling and two black balloons flew by. They repre- sented us.
Me: You looked so handsome the other night at that party. You knew it.
He: It's hard to believe you feel the way do. sandra
He: I don't know where this is going, I know it is good.
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