"He was a gentleman went away.
She remained very much missed here.
The track left by him marked the air all around you.
As a framework for moving always marks the wall "
The cold air, the dark sky, do not invite me to some happy thoughts. And then you know that I am a romantic, melancholy , maybe even a little depressed.
And I do not care anything about what others think of appariree that they are not. I want to scream to the world that I miss you .... and I will stop here, that mo become too pathetic ....
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