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let's imagine you like cream and berry cakes
the forests of your northern country resemble the forests of my northern country we would live there in the mountains, we would live in a little wooden house, harvest blueberry and berries and so on, then we walk down to the city I'd go in the first store buy a dress and a big box of something good no, I don't have a dress I had one, it was off white with small pink flowers I found it when I gathered the things I was telling you about, things of my childhood, things that see us every day, they see us as we are, better than the rain, our searching or the birds in the sky things that I could have kept something else than this dress, a pen and some books when I come when, in God willing, I truly come I'll give you this dress in exchange for your favourite childhood t-shirt or maybe in return for your navy blue shirt in return for all your pain in return for all other unwritten words
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