Like the shifting sands of politics, our marriage after a whirlwind romance ended up unhappily ever after. The time we had was forgotten and the way we were was forgiven. Notwithstanding sugar pills and sleeping pills, without you I felt insecure. Would you, bethought I, make a mental note of those spats and harangues were you over the hill.
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