complicate the second is me in this black velvet, full of your absences, and my mind my heart shattered with the blow of the resounding reality alone again. And time, true to his custom, fly fast when you least desire, because the minute I spend with you are so rare that I would like to cage them in glass bubbles to recover many times, between those laughs and smiles that spring from the depths of me when I have a few meters. I love you. I think you should know.
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