Post Mortem
Post Mortem
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My story begins right here! “You stole my childhood, my dreams with your empty promises! All my life I feel, only hopelessness, despair and loneliness ”! .. These words struck me. I rushed to him and gently hugged my shoulders. I continued to speak, clutching his hands tightly, and he suddenly brought my fingers to his lips and kissed them. And, to my horror, I noticed that he had difficulty holding back tears. Alois covered his eyes with his palm to hide the tears dripping right into the cup...
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