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My man is resting ...
I sit quietly by my side and try not to even breathe, so that IT (so incomprehensible to the end, but surprisingly wonderful) not to frighten away, but simply, with admiration, I observe, and, light, the smile of happiness hardens on my face. Only now I understand that there is in it ...
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I sit quietly by my side and try not to even breathe, so that IT (so incomprehensible to the end, but surprisingly wonderful) not to frighten away, but simply, with admiration, I observe, and, light, the smile of happiness hardens on my face. Only now I understand that there is in it ...
Read more →