a few days getting to me a terrible longing ...
I think of El, the Mirim, about Sabina ....
two days ago, the tears flowed involuntarily same-my cheeks ...
I could not find joy in the fact that I was there ...
I was bad-because I could not be there now .... Miri
wonder how in the army ... whether it is already healthy ... Garda
ah ... ..
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know today, the memory-is also a form of meeting, though a bit .... other ... (
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