What happened.

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You kissed me like the waves kiss the shore, gently and at times abruptly.

You played me like the wind plays with the leaves, delicately and in a rush.

You touched me like the rain touches the ground, wildly and irresistible.

You loved me like the sun loved the moon, out of reach and predictable.

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