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دوستای گلم از این که به وبلاگم اومدین خیلی ممنونم. امیدوارم لحظات خوبی رو دراین وبلاگ داشته باشین. من تمام احساسم و حرفامو توی این وبلاگ گذاشتم. کاش من هم کسی را داشتم . که با بستن چشمانم . حس قشنگ نگاهش را احساس میکردم . بوی نفسهایش را میشنیدم . کاش من هم کسی را داشتم . که حتی وقت نبودنم . وقتی یه دختر بخاطر یه پسر اشک میریزه. یعنی دیگه هیچوقت نمیتونه کسیو.
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Les yeux levés vers le ciel, il semblait avoir oublié où il se trouvait. Un hurlement jaillit de la poitrine des apôtres.