Il momento verr quando, con elation greet che arrivate al vostro proprio portello, in vostro proprio specchio e ciascuno sorrider all'altro benvenuto,
e l'opinione, si siede qui. Mangiare. Amerete ancora lo sconosciuto che era il vostro auto. Dare il vino. Dare il pane. Dare indietro il vostro cuore se, allo sconosciuto che ha li amava
tutta la vostra vita, quale avete ignorato per un altro, che li conosca da cuore. Prendere gi le lettere di amore dal bookshelf,
le fotografie, le note disperate, sbucciano la vostra propria immagine dallo specchio. Sedersi. Dilettarsi sulla vostra vita.
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