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i could feel you staring at me. you found my hand and you hold it, close to yours. i was standing still. you respect silence.  i could feel your eyes stucked on me and besides that, i wasn't burning and i was insanely quiet. never forget it, you looked at me one last long minute, than you hug me and you gently kissed. my forehead, my ear, my lips.

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