For years I dreamed of seeing her again. But without a last name or a phone number, it was impossible. She became a dream, a crushing memory, nothing more than a remember when. Until I found her in my home, sitting with my twin brother, eyes brimming with tears. She threw our world off its axis but even so, I want her more than ever. But I don't want her to be mine. I want her to be ours.
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