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He delicately placed his hand on hers, and only left it there. She pretended not to notice, and both would remain silent for a long time, while a wind that made the skin bristle bathed them, there together, sitting on a park bench, under a grayish sky that announced an imminent storm. Nostalgia hit them internally.

#love #tragedy
  Oct 09, 2022, 13:09.
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This is so beautiful. It makes me want to cry!
October 11, 2022, 13:19

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