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The less you open up to others, the more you will suffer. Whenever I see your smiling face, I have to smile myself, because I like you, you're my friend!!! There is a clown in my heart. Small and very special, he can dance and jump, laugh and sing ... are you sad and crying, you can borrow him. I love the spring mornings, the afternoons in autumn, the winter evenings and the summer nights....but you I love more ! I would have answered your letter soonerb but you did not write me one. |