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My greatest moment of intimacy, was not the evening we took all our
clothes off. But it was when you saw me at my most difficult state.
Like how you witnessed the most unlovable parts of me. As I slowly
unraveled each imperfection in front of you like a scar. And despite all
of this, you loved me harder anyway.
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