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Love, not you, makes me cry

This weekend I spent time at a class reunion with friends I don’t see every day (but wish I still did.)They were the friends who knew me when. And I knew them in the same way. We were innocent and young. Not yet adults, but on the budding cusp. Growing up together creates an enduring bond that can only come from experiencing pivotal years together.This bond we created has only grown stronger through the years, and I think it is now like a snowball rolling downhill: only getting bigger and stronger.It’s pretty amazing when you live it up close.The friends ...

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