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I still take the long way home, past the bakery where you laughed at my terrible French. Twelve years on, I would mispronounce every word again just to hear it.

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You fell asleep on my shoulder somewhere past Bologna, and I stayed awake the rest of the way so the moment would last longer. I have loved you in every timezone since.

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