epilogue

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"no rules?"

"no rules at all, my love."

they run along cliffs and fall onto soft clouds, jump a thousand meters, lay on sandy beaches wiggling their toes and getting so used to the warm buzzy feeling in their hearts, roll down grassy hills and taste flowers on their tongues, pluck the strings of a violin and press the keys of a piano,

hug and kiss and love,

and never leave each other until the end of time itself.

in their world, love is eternal.

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