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*Wahre Geschichte*
Bei wahren Passagen oder wörtlichen Reden werde ich die Schriftart verändern
Tage vergingen, Wochen vergingen, Monate vergingen, dich die Zeit mit ihr würde ich nie vergessen. Und was mich glücklich machte, dass ich sie bald wieder sah. Sie war meine Seele. Sie war mein zweites ich! Sie war das Mädchen dass sich eder wünschen konnte und wir ksnnten uns von klein auf.
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