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It all started innocently enough. We talked, shared, and ultimately found something that clicked between us on a level that I had never experienced before or since. Our problem was that we were both married, each had two kids, and we were trying to keep things together at home. I remember the time when we were together on top of huge rock hanging over a river. Funny how I can't remember how hard the ground was. I just remember her, pushing me back and slowly moving over me with that long hair brushing my face and looking into those unbelievable eyes. How I relish that memory and hate how our lives were tore apart and separated by hundreds of miles. She has since left her husband and moved on. I can only remember how beautiful in my eyes she was. I miss you. -Jeffrey, 27
 
 
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