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The previous post came from a note scribbled in a notebook about two years ago, following a rather difficult conversation with my then-fickle boyfriend .
Although we are occasionally nervous about the plans for the future (which seem to be falling into place in spite of our fears), we are hopeful.
Love is like climbing Mt. Everest... frightening and beautiful.
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