wondered whether or not to write about it.
few days ago I had a dream. I dreamed of a E, which probably have not seen for 20 years, with whom I have casual contact through the net and did not even know how it looks now. I dreamed K, her brother, whom I knew not at all as an adult. I only remember a small, small boy with very fair hair.
In a dream, we did not have age, sitting in the kitchen, at home, their parents and drank cocoa with marshmallows. As if we were smarkulami of primary school. I remember so much sleep.
The next morning I called home to be pożalić that struck me bronchitis ...... my mother told me that K is dead.
And somehow I can not find a place.
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