What you want to ask of life?, Ana asked, sitting on that bridge both on the highway, my feet dangling in a vacuum. He waited to see a red car to answer. Happens very fast, said then. So they stayed for a long time, watching those multi-colored candy beneath them. Someday you'll stop thinking like that, do not you may have noticed, but then you will see that everything is different. Ana's words mingled with the noise of traffic and only a few small fragments came to his ears. Nor did it matter much, he would not answer anything to say. Do not you realize you had a lifetime waiting for?, Let go, looking into her eyes, trembling. Did you get a sense of disappointment? The last question hovered over them and slow down, like a feather, like his head, which looked at the river sentencing metal fish: you were my destiny.
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