...I look out the window in the hope of seeing you outside, looking up at me, your eyes shining with love, beckoning me to come downstairs and kiss you... miss you like the deserts miss the rain!
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“A house is made of walls and beams; a home is built with love and dreams.”
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und ich vermisse dich, mein mädchen...sehr!
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