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“I couldn’t care the least bit about that,” he said as he turned the corner.

“You should care, it’s important,” she replied, grabbing his hand and struggling to catch up.

“It just doesn’t matter to me,” he said.

She stopped abruptly, pulled him back and whispered, “but it matters to me.” 

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I've been wanting to do this for a while. Now I can type instead of pen scratch in a journal. It's an experiment, but isn't life. I wish you joy and happiness. May life bless you and may you bless life. View all posts by writesome

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