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He had to leave, doesn’t matter where. She stayed alone. Every night she thought and dream on him. She suffered. And cried, she also cried. She had hope.
She knew he was going to return.
She dreamt with that day. With saying “welcome back, my love”. With giving him all her love and glory again. And like that, dreaming, she waited. Hours, months, years passed trough. And she kept on waiting for him. Nobody will never be in his place for her, that’s why she waited. And time passed. Hope wasn’t so strong as before. It was st
Betty Boop
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Åyi
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"I passionately hate the idea of being with it, I think an artist has always to be out of step with his time."
-Orson Welles
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