She: “Well,
I like somebody.”
He: “Who
is he?”
She: “He
is this very sweet and kind boy, who lives in a different country. He says he
tells me everything, but I don't think so. He's cute and a little crazy too. Maybe you know him? He
lives near you.”
He: “Yes,
he tells you everything and the truth, but why do you still not believe him?
And he is crazy, for you.”
She: “I
think I know him, too.”
He: “Really?
Tell me his name.”
She: “I
can't, because he does not have a name. He is free like the wind in this world,
and I can't catch him.”
He: “But
you can feel the wind.”
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