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Jul 2021
My dear,
When I tell you love is steadfast.
I mean it is both a roaring river but it’s banks will rise and fall
there will be external forces
And there will be internal ones
That push
On
you
And
them
But in the end
The river always flows
Caits
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Caits
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     Caits and Andrew Crawford
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