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Sugar, our love affair must finally end.
It is painful, I know. Nightly I still hear you calling out to me…but I don’t intend to weaken this time and let you near. Yes, yes, I’ll truly miss your sweetness in my life, but continuing on wouldn’t be fair to me…or to my wife. The foolishness must end; I now see the harm you cause me. This time I am committed to giving you up. I’ve said this before, but I’m ready to try it. I’ve consumed your goodness by the cup, but now it’s no candy, cakes, pies in my diet. I must live sugar-free, even tho’ I’ll regret it. But, if I don’t, my doctor says I’ll be diabetic.
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