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Sometimes she would rest her head on my thigh and
I

ran my fingers through her hair. Sometimes we l u o
d
.
just looked into the distance. And no one tried w
speak Words would have been Everything
...
superfluous . had already
.
been said before in another place .
,
Here we allowed ourselves to be not someone else,
,
-
but simply ourselves
.
Sometimes love is just silence nearby
And if someone - asked me later , what
I wouldn't get that close
.
tell . I would show this photo
,
Here . This . Ever .ything .
After a magical break, new ones await us
:
adventures We drink champagne , we laugh

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