I like mad, send a message to a woman, that I loved him very much in spite of not knowing that he was in love, but he did his own secretly was glad of it, when the woman asked him. But in the end, I must photograph like death, pain, as a whole. II don't know very much. I made a mistake, or it will not be forgiven. I love this woman, I don't want to lose her.
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