A lonely woman thinks back to when she met her true love before he got killed in the war.
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I would sit on the edge of this pier and stare out at Lake Erie while thinking back to that one magical time.
I would still feel his kiss on my lips even after he had gotten himself killed in Afghanistan.
I miss you,Michael.
And I will still love you with all my heart.
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