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In The Meantime - 4

Falling star - Photo de Rakicevic Nenad: https://www.pexels.com/fr-fr/photo/silhouette-d-homme-et-d-arbres-753994/

In the meantime, sometimes my faith shivers under the waves of this foul world, and my heart cries for its lost sweetness… In these deaf and dark days, without adornments, the cards repeat to me, 'You are my star and my strength, when the mirror hours reflect this love.

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