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  The waves crashed against the shore and reminded me of gentle kisses shared on summer nights. The nostalgia faded as I became intent on turning back to the cabin.

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  Surprisingly, this was after the news that his estranged father had died. A bit grim by way of things to be happy about, but somehow it brought things to a healthy conclusion.

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  We were curled under the streetlight, its gentle glow eclipsing the moon. Snow drifted down past us, the green and blue lights on the street providing it with a quiet glow. We were

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