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The first time was in New York, and the second time, well that’s a story that will be told another day perhaps.  But what both had in common, was that there was nothing but good memories, laughter, and more.  I remembered thinking that this was it and I finally found happiness.  To be able to be with someone that you can share things with, and do things you’ll never probably do again is something that can’t be described.  I want to remember these times for the rest of my life, and even as I may grow to become an old senile man, I hope that these memories are still strong in my head.  I feel that they both have stolen my heart …..

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