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Nov 2014
The two embrace each other for the last time, the man lets go and starts to walk away. She looks upon him as he's slowly drifting further and further.

Girl: "This is real life! This is not a game, you think it's some sort of romance from a movie or something!"

The man stops dead in his tracks and slowly turns around to face her.*

Man: "This love of ours can be just like a movie, if you let it be..."
Just let it be...
Neath
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Neath  Montreal
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