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She was a little crazy but when it came to loving a man she loved him for working his hands. She loved seeing the spark of an idea cross his mind and watching it all come into being. With him she felt right. She knew she was safe through the night. Yet even if he chose to go she would always sleep just fine knowing she once saw what love could've been if he was more than just a friend.   
 ~Ila Hill