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I am very sorry that we didn’t have a chance to meet, my dear Michael. আপনি were definitely my man. I can see myself in you. আপনি are my reflection. I wonder how much we look alike in many things we do অথবা we think. My darling, it just hurts me to conceive that it’s too late even to hope for our meeting. Why have I found আপনি so late? How could I leave my dream to meet আপনি one দিন that I had when I was a child, forget about আপনি and missed all your life until that horrible June in 2009? And now my mind is full of thoughts of you: every minute, every second. Strange, I have never felt somebody...