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Imagine you’re alone listening to the song that reminds you the most of your F/O.
No matter how bad you think your singing voice is, you sing along, all of your love and yearning for your F/O raw in your voice.
Somehow, as you’re singing, you feel a presence behind you, then arms around you.
Your F/O is manifest there with you, summoned to you by the power of your love, your longing, and your voice.
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