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๐ A goldfinch sang over the roadside willow, Dusk flows from the branches with silence ... And on the bench, quiet and happy, "Adam" kisses "Eve" in the moonlight.๐
And there is no better man in the world than the one who tries to do everything for you โค
This is more than a novel. It's hard to describe. ๐ ๐
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Dusk flows from the branches with silence ...
And on the bench, quiet and happy,
"Adam" kisses "Eve" in the moonlight.๐
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