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since the afternoon I was asleep, there is no other activity, only in
the room alone, sitting and sleeping, when the clock showed nine
o'clock. Many times I looked at him and the longer feeling uncertain. I
know, for this problem I can not be a little patient, why do you not
come home? I want to meet Mother, O Lord. And the sound of the car,
getting close to it. I know it's mother's car. I can hardly wait. He
touched the door handle and open the door, this is the first meeting
between the two figures that should be met every time, because it is
still under one roof. God, please, do not make me nervous, she was
beautiful. Long curly black hair, sharp nose, clean white skin,
sparkling eyes, everything. Really, I want to hug him. He stood
transfixed in front of the door. And so I will. We are each other face
to face. And, I can see the tears, fell in parts of the cheeks. And we
hugged. Up to do that has been long buried in the hearts of hearts for
seventeen years. Thank you, God. We finally met, I was waiting, I missed
all of this, I want our closeness as before, as before.
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