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Thursday, 20 November 2014

Remember that time...

when I was really ill and woke up alone in my bed at Old Tollbooth Wynd? The bedroom was dark and I was alone and I called out your name unthinkingly, confused and unwell. You rushed in from the living room and knelt next to my bed and took my hand and pressed it to your lips. I've never felt so safe. 

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