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By instinct, he covers the flame before him. The fire consumes tears and fever, little by little. Only then the sorrow begins. A cold wind sweeps the ashes from the floor and freezes the room.
By instinct, he covers the flame before him. The fire consumes tears and fever, little by little. Only then the sorrow begins. A cold wind sweeps the ashes from the floor and freezes the room.