9th
. she looks at him
love a touch of: benevolent
he suffers.. control himself. fighting against it.
the firm grip of the present, he does not escape.
it is about life or death?
his glowing red hands so cold.
he has forgotten the gloves in the library?
between all the books and thought?
so distracted, so distracted he is.
"he will show our children the snow. tomorrow. in the park. "
it will be his first snow. It will amaze you.
catch him and it will melt on the tongue can be.
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