'You will look into the faces of passers by hoping for something that will, for an instant, bring me back to you. You will find moonlit nights strangely empty because, when you call my name through them there will be no answer. Always your heart will be aching for me and your mind will give you the doubtful consolation that you did a brave thing.'
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MrsUnhappymeal
Mar 16, 2025 04:05AM
Sólo para avisar que mañana edito No other heart ☝️, y creo que la próxima semana actualizo con una canción de los monos fríosAlle gesprekken weergeven
