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About silence and loss
He wants to lose you – he ignites you in the game, with words that sting, with gestures that hurt. He calls you into storms, leaves you to your own happiness, but gives you no answer, just an ornament. Who keeps you – makes you calm, with hands that do not ask, but only receive you. He does not ask you to be neither fire nor poison, but a space where silences grow. Too many questions fade into nothingness, when the soul knows what is true. Not everything that is burned is also a symbol, not everything that is heavy is also guilty. Stay where peace is not a game of chance – there is a longing that is worth living...
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Jeflea Norma, Diana.
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