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Hi nasty sweetheart, not a day without a prayer for your death. I guess that you, by now, have a great time, when I, locked in my flat, can only watch tv. Dumped is the word, I smell. For a whole week
Silent runes run through his face, the latitudes and longitudes of history, shed oblique shades at limitations between East and West. Opaque, guilt-ridden lines redeem the fools and innocents
I am not asking you to love me, she says, but it's possible to carry on as usual, there is no need for you to break down, fall to pieces. One could try to accept what is happening without anger and resentment. One should not blame one another but see this as a challenge. Every difficulty is given to overcome our shortcomings, to strengthen us.
He sent shudders out around them. His face was wrinkled and thin. His nose had a pink and white stripe, and his arms hit the bars with a swipe to reach out of the gaps with his hands, that were hairy and long, and he showed
Rain-washed, paint-brushed so many times crimson ivy bloom through the creases in autumn. Tough winds of winter storms lashing its pebble-dashed spiderweb-embroidered face but then again copper-seared lustre