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Sleepless in Seattle
Well it was a million tiny little things that, when you add them up, they meant that we were supposed to be together, and I knew it. I knew it the very first time I touched her. It was like coming home, only to no home I,d ever known. I was just taking her hand to help her out of a car, and I knew it. It was like magic.