Think of a love story, now write the exact last and exact first paragraph of each.
She was beautiful. Her bright green eyes would crinkle every time she smiles and her brown freckles blended beautifully into her pale skin like cocoa powder in a latte. It was our first date, but I knew she was the one for me. It would be months before I saw her again I thought. There would be no way a woman as perfect as her would fall for a man as broken as me.
She was still beautiful, even though her closed lids were covered in wrinkles and the makeup she wore covered those cute freckles that I loved so much. A strange, mixed scent of coffee and chemicals made me remanence to our first date so many years ago. I leaned down shakily to kiss her wrinkled forehead then watched as they closed the coffin lid and lowered her slowly into the ground. It would be years before I saw her again I thought. Though as the pain in my chest increased with every crank of the winch, I sank to my knees. A woman as perfect as her never deserved a man as broken as me.
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