heart to heart.
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I will die on the seashore on a cold August evening.
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‘ In the tranquility of melancholy, love ceases to be fire or a storm - it becomes a long snowfall that covers everything that once hurt and teaches silence as the deepest of hugs.
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my dear. :(
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The sea leads me behind it. It holds my hand in its own and leads me somewhere deep into the sea. Now I am a part of it, I belong to it. It is my sea.
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I'm lonely.
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Time slowly flows through the fingers, which tremble with cold and anxiety.
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I can’t move on, babydoll.
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время пройдёт, а я так и не смогу довериться человеку полностью. даже если я буду доверять вам на 99%, этот один процент всё равно останется спрятан там, где вы его никогда не достанете.
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