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sitting by the fire with him bantering on as always, the song came on with the last minute that makes the most broken part of me feel beautiful every time i hear it. i didn't say it like that, just that years ago i'd set my ipod to auto-skip the first five minutes, so it had been a long time since i'd heard this part. he said yeah, i know what you mean. i thought he didn't, but later on when the violins kicked in, he stopped talking mid-thought and sat there in silence for just that minute, listening.
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