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Finally, he said it out loud. What he’d always held back. It had been in his heart, on the tip of his tongue once, but never spoken. Until now. It spilled out, moist on his cheeks. Words fighting their way past sobbing tear-stained emotions, pent up for a lifetime. The dam broke, feelings no longer held back, conventions breached, honesty flooding out. Is it too late? Lads don’t say these things to lads, do they? Not where they came from. But now, at his graveside. It’s never too late. The words catch in his tightened chest. I bloody love you.

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