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' Things between us will never be the same, she thought to herself. Their love was like a tornado. It started slowly, always building up but also destroying in the process and by the end it had demolished everything in its path, never able to be the same as it once was.'

-excerpt from a story I will never write #3:// katiefayebarton

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