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My dear NRH 22,
Ever since September 2005,
until now,
I never stop loving you.
Your were once my dream,
now my reality,
from my fantasy,
to a greatest person,
in my life.
You withstand a stormy weather,
just to stay with me.
How could I never love you,
you never complain the true me,
my damnation,
my insanity.
How could I never love you,
you are in me.
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