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Guiding this man of hers over the troubled sea of life had engraved these lines. “Does he know that I am involved with someone?” “Of course he knows. They sat on a wooden bench that overlooked the less aromatic part of the lake, deeper and not as frequented by geese. \"He still likes you, I believe. I saw someone in there whom I have always hoped that I should never meet again. She bussed his cheek with her small lips as he stood by the open door, and exited alone towards the sleeping house.
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