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His name was Keith and he lived next door.
He used to be my best friend, the one I confided in and believed in immeasurably. The one I stayed up all night with, staring up at the stars and talking about our deepest secrets and darkest pears. The one I had snuck out to a pub with. The one I cried to when father died. The one I trusted with all my heart.
The one I fell in love with.
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