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πIn a man I prefer wisdom, strength, The character is solid, the breadth of the soul. It's not so scary to rush into the abyss He will protect and hide from a thunderstorm.π
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Dusk flows from the branches with silence ...
And on the bench, quiet and happy,
"Adam" kisses "Eve" in the moonlight.π
The character is solid, the breadth of the soul.
It's not so scary to rush into the abyss
He will protect and hide from a thunderstorm.π