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Joanna Mary, it was a wet night of February
when I said: I want to walk with you on the streets and I want to give you a flower. Thus began, city in that night was a boat preparing to go away and you were walking on the streets with me for the very first time. The city, in that night was full of darkness people went hurry in all directions preparing the world's great travel and we had to be taken and gone away without knowing. You were walking besides me in the darkness and I seemed to hear you singing a song slowly throughout more for your thoughts from the evening when I was walking for the first time besides you. It was a night of February the fantastic beginning of a story Joanna Mary, and the flower you were holding in your hand it was red.
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