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You get up in the morning, and you don’t have to run off anywhere because you remember that she exists, you’ve found her. Sorrow loses its hold on you…You’re not alone anymore. You suddenly become aware of your body…your hands, your lips…You start paying attention to the sky and the trees outside your window.
Secondhand Time: The Last of the Soviets
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