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    Oh, and by the way

    Oh, and by the way –

    When Streisand sings "What Matters Most"- the moon rides through the blue seas, my soul feels like the skin of a ripe fruit, red lips touch my neck evoking the moments of ecstasy and I`m broken into pieces again.
    And imagine – last night I met a boy and I walked into his flat. All I could see were curling rings of smoke round me.
    I couldn`t remain for long. I had to jump and go.
    He insisted: “Hold your horses”.

    Tasteless, loud, weird and reckless music destroyed my ears. It was not Streisand.

    I knew - he won`t be the only love I`ve known and he won`t sleep inside my arms and be safe from the storm out there.

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