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Finding Forever

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Finally, I met her.
While waiting for her at the mall, I was fidgety.
But finding her smile within the crowd, I knew it was her.
“Charlie!” she yelled.
“I know it’s you!” I harked back.
I held her hand for a shake, but she never let it go.
“C’mon, let’s sing at the booth!”
We sang together, had fun, and ate our first meal together.
Then, she brought me to her apartment and lay down in bed.
We did nothing but hug and feel each other’s warmth.
“Can we be like this forever?” she whispered.
I nod in silence.

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