The warm light flows through her curls. Second by second, it heats up the skin more and more. And here you are standing here with your eyes closed, and hundreds of memories are rushing through your head. They are all about something pleasant, here you remember how your mother took you to the park when you were still a child, leaves crumbled under your feet, and you tried to hide from the wind with your hands…

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