I owe you wholeheartedly, with a high-interest rate, my most beautiful lines, my gut-wrenching poems, words like crystal goblets smashing against stone walls... stories drenched in love, stories hiding passionate joys, characters shaped and built to fit the city where we met, the city with the dark river and the old rusty bridges. Our city lost you to the world but regained me
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