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May 3, 2010

WHEN IT HAPPENS

When the night falls in, and when the cool and chilly air lashes across my face, I took a deep breathe and closed my eyes, I wanted the night to last perhaps a little bit longer.
When the wind blows again, and when the stars is shinning so gracefully up above, as if they were smiling to me, I smiled back knowing that one of them is the dog I loved.
When the song "tonight I celebrate my love with you" is played, and when the memories slip past, I knew that I had never get over you.
When the telephone rings, and when I know its not mine, I suddenly realized how much I missed you.

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