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(30 June 1911 – 14 August 2004 / Kedainiai)

Annalena

It happened that sometimes I kissed in mirrors the reflection of my face, since the hands, face and tears of Annalena had caressed it, it seemed to me divinely beautiful as if suffused with heavenly sweetness. I liked her velvet wetness, long
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  • S. A. S. (8/9/2012 5:58:00 PM)

    The last lines are beautiful. Very complete.

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