| The fairytale will last all night. And in the morning, we will part… |
| And we will meet again in a few hours. I will find out where I can find you and come with a bouquet of flowers. Friends will call me obsessed, but I know for sure – you deserve it. |
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the first time it was: To meet one day in the most inappropriate place. Exchanging understanding, mysterious glances, we might want to repeat the night's madness. And, who knows, maybe it will work out