... I come on the bus without being too random, then ... I realized: it was 791!
E 'is known that the 791 bus on which dreams of better, if people are traveling at a certain speed, 791 on the imagination is at least twice! and you were there, in front of me.
Smiling, as always.
Or so I imagine ...
was the first time I saw you, no one ever told me about you, nor had he written anything that I could have read ...
did not know you at all.
I knew you at once, and now it was my stop ...
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