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"The soul is in pain, it lives but hardly speaks, it waits in front of this image from yesterday, it is not crazy, it believes in it, that's all, it sees it everywhere, it waits for it while standing with its rose in the hand, and looking at it expects nothing, nothing Around him is logical and the air is heavy, an absent look, he is lonely, he talks to her a lot, he is not crazy, he loves her, that's all there is to it, nothing hinders him, in his love story, take her hand, promise her that everything will be fine."