I saw her, right there, standing under the moonlight, facing the sea.
The sea breeze made her hair take a life of its own.
I called out her name. After all these years her name on my lips felt strange.
She turned, had one look at me and I knew then and there that nothing has changed.
With tears running down her face, she ran and hugged me tight.
We stood in the embrace for a long time.
She felt small and fragile in my arms.
I held her tight, afraid that if I let her go I will lose her again.
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