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الثلاثاء، 8 مارس 2011

The present

He sat down distracted and gazing with one of his eyes to the past, thinking about her elegance and with the other eye toward the future looking for meeting her. He strained his eyes until he lost visions in front of him. After a while, following rubbing his eyes; a message drew his attention: I did not expect ignoring me and finding you that busy ... Goodbye. He rushed, searching for her. He could not find her and the message disappeared.

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