she likes him
because they felt they had suffered together
the pain of love
somewhere in the memory of the stars
it was a sweet time
and here everything was blocked
the eyebrows rose
eyes grew bigger
as the moon in the sky
as if the sun asked her something
she was crying again
and she did not say anything
she herself did not hear any thoughts yet
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