Another one crossing my mind.

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So she seemed to me.




We weren't opposites, or duplicates, but we had a few things in common.



I could be vastly colder, she was cold far more frequently.  We enjoyed, mostly.

I am curious; if she understood then...; or that I did... what I did;

I think, sometimes, she thought me quite naive, until she was horrified.  And, still, she loved me yet.

and something now...

Just a few final thoughts.  Well... what... I see when she looks back, mostly.