Finally! I got what you meant about meeting Meat at louther lane. Its like sleeping on bubble wrap holding your breath whenever you feel overloaded. "A simple remedy" you said. How I miss the old days when we run in the rain and laugh cos we took a little boy's candy. Many things remind me of you. The smell of wood, the strawberry we used to buy at Dover, the sound of train and most of all your constant nagging as if I haven't got enough it!! I miss you ever so much sweet lady. Just you know that even if our lives are drawn apart, our thoughts remain together tugging softly at the heart.
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