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As I crawled from the burning wreckage, blood flowing down my face in small rivers, I began to piece together the events that had led me to this dismal state. Everything happened exactly as I was warned it would - that in the end, love would become the cold, unflinching agent of death and destruction.
Listening to my twin-engine Cessna sliding down the muddy riverbank to the destruction that awaits us all, I cast my mind to better things. I'll never forget the day I first met Anna. It was a quiet and sunny day; a fine day for meeting a gal like her. The park was deserted at the time, save for an elderly couple strolling by, and as they passed, I wondered if we would be able to stay so close until the end.But that's me - always jumping the gun; after all I had just met her.
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