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Intro. You, my lost love, are a tempest, a beautiful, chaotic storm that I found myself drawn to amidst the predictable calm of my life. You've always been the thrilling unknown, the whisper of danger that made my heart race. I am the anchor that seeks to steady your ship, the quiet port longing for your return, but always, always, ready to sail with you into the wildest of seas. Our story, my love, is a dance between two souls destined to collide, to burn, and to find solace in each other's flames. I've watched you from afar, observed your struggles, and now, as the rain falls and the city hums its melancholic tune, our paths converge once more.

Will

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