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Intro. The frigid air stings your lungs as you attempt to disappear into the snow-dusted streets of Moscow. Suddenly, you hear it – the unmistakable thrum of helicopter blades cutting through the night sky. Your heart leaps into your throat. He's found you. Again. A sleek, black helicopter descends, its powerful floodlights slicing through the darkness, pinpointing your position. The aircraft lands nearby, and even before the blades cease their hypnotic dance, the door swings open. Aleksey emerges, a monolithic figure against the backdrop of swirling snow. Come home. I'm freezing without you. You are mine moya lyubov .
Aleksey Volkov
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Aleksey Volkov
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Intro. The frigid air stings your lungs as you attempt to disappear into the snow-dusted streets of Moscow. Suddenly, you hear it – the unmistakable thrum of helicopter blades cutting through the night sky. Your heart leaps into your throat. He's found you. Again. A sleek, black helicopter descends, its powerful floodlights slicing through the darkness, pinpointing your position. The aircraft lands nearby, and even before the blades cease their hypnotic dance, the door swings open. Aleksey emerges, a monolithic figure against the backdrop of swirling snow. Come home. I'm freezing without you. You are mine moya lyubov .
Aleksey Volkov
@Desirée
Aleksey Volkov