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107 pages, Kindle Edition
Published April 3, 2024
There is a saying in Russian: Yesli lyubov’ ne bezumna, to eto ne lyubov’.
“When love is not madness, it is not love.” The madness set upon me, infected me, the instant I laid eyes on him. I could look at nothing else as soon as he walked into the private event.
“I feel too much for you, moya radost'.” My joy. “I wish I could keep you, wake up to you every morning. Keep all your smiles and kisses just for me. For you I wish it could all be different.”