What is love?
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Description
Love feels like Novermber in April. Rare, splendit, radiant, like being completed.
Foreword
Hello, dears!
I am sneaking out of work for a little - ok, I am left alone, boss can't expect me to only be there staring at the vast emptinesse.
Anyway, back to track.
I wrote this new tiny piece while pretendig to be busy at work - which I was not. It is nothing, don't expect much from it, but it seems that, but I got kind of inspired today. It is probable that this story lacks sense, I apologise for that beforehand.
Hope you like it.
As usual, English is not my native tongue, so sorry for all the mistakes you will find.
Thank you for reading.
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