i often have that strange and lingering dream of an unknown woman whom i love and who loves me... and every time, she's neither quite the same nor completely different... and she loves me and understands me... is she a brunette, a blonde or a redhead? i don't know... her name i remember sounds soft and melodious like life's exiled lovers... her gaze is that of a statue... her voice is faraway, calm and low... it has the tone of cherished voices since silenced
(toto le heros)
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