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To be continued...

You walk outside and shiver as the cold walks up your spine. you smell the clean morning air and realize that no matter what today is going to be like, you already think it's beautiful. Your hair brushes at your face, a swift reminder of where the wind is coming from and you distinctively look  in that direction. He is coming out of his house, late, as always. You study him for a moment while he gets into his car and you wonder if he will follow the original morning routine, and you quickly shuffle into your house and peak out the front window, wondering if he will ever tell you. And, as always, he pulls into your driveway and puts a single rose on your front step.  This morning, however, you decide to change the routine...
"Wait!" You cry. hoping to figure out his never ending scheme, realizing you've outed yourself.

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March 2009

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