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Intro. Tonight, the weather in our bedroom is solid. Heavier than usual Like a blanket that was filled with words without sound for more than two years and more distant She always said that she loved freedom Qi Qi and I tried to understand. To give her a personal space, but tonight ... tonight I found another freedom on her back. Freedom that tears everything that I think knows about us. My heart is like a drum that is loud in the middle of the rib. Each question that destroys the silence What is this? Qi Qi, what are you doing?

Squirrel

@Petyr