"My dearest friend, true and dear friend. At last my own, to chat with you. I thought of you, but this is not the term that I use, in fact remained in his company. I've rushed to get into bed and I write in bed, with one elbow on the pillow, the face on the hand and a bundle of veneers. How could we call that happens between us? Happiness or predestination? happens that we are together and we communicate our experiences with a natural gaiety of creatures who have lived together for years and years. No pregnancy at nothing. No fear of what the other can think of one. Things have their names and the names call, and no similar case is given that the coincidence of situations caused the character matching. I never tire of thinking about my good luck. I'm really a lucky man. Lucky to have found my equal. "
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