'In this century, lucky are those who either finds true love or the goose that lays the golden eggs. Those who are not lucky to be a part of such fairy tales and adventures are happy to live with imagination and justification.'
" My love for you is like a surrealist art, neither you nor the people around you can define it...so shall we have popcorn? when is the donkey going for piano class? Lucy milks from the petrol pump."
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