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There are certain types of Sundays that I miss you, and I have no problem admitting to this to my one and only reader.

There are certain types of Sundays I miss you. The rest I forget I ever met you.

This Sunday I would give the world, if I had one to give.

I cannot say forever yours, but I know I was for an awful long time.

This is the type of Sunday that I miss you.

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