The first past is disappearing and blurring meaninglessly. The second tries to get into my head with small steps of few intimations of love. He is still in the half way what makes her stronger with passing time to the point where will become restless and the hyena of death will begin to follow her with shiny teeth of temporary.
If those two will vanish then I could stand in front of the light and with welcome gesture invite her inside.
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