Every sunset becomes a symbol of loss.
Time that can not be brought back.
All the experiences of the day, every moment of communication with loved ones freezes in my heart, turns into a hard clot, a crystal.
On it are carved all the impressions of every passing moment of life.
Regret about the lost time and the crystals of feelings press on my heart, filling it with happiness, then with longing for his loss.
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