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Life is too short for boring stories

That night she came to me. I sat on a branch of weeping willow, dangling our legs, thinking about where to lay my pencil. Not that I only had this one. Not, but it should have been this right now. If you had already cleared it again? Did you even take him over to your …

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„You took a long time to get here,“ I say, as I watched you enter the path, walk a few steps, hesitate, turn back, as if you were going away again, then staying, again and again, until you do But ultimately created, until here the bridge, on which I waited for you and also did …

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