Jog-dialing frantically through the phone book, names, hundreds after hundreds of them fly by. And yet there was no one, no one to pour all his secrets, even the tiniest of them all, out to.
The closer you are to me, the further you are from me - simply because you are too dear to be lost.
The closer you are to me, the further you are from me - simply because you are too dear to be lost.
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