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We met on a beautiful, April afternoon.
When I saw him, I knew love would come soon. Happiness came into my life that afternoon. The love I heard around me was like a happy tune. On that afternoon, love poured from the sky. I was so happy; all I could do was cry. I became a woman that wonderful day. My heart brims over; this is all I can say. Note: I wrote this about the day I met my boyfriend of almost 11 years. I met him on an April afternoon.
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