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I’m not used to putting my life on display, because I sincerely believe that family is something intimate, belonging only to those who live in it. I’m not used to flying in dreams, preferring to look at life as it is… But, probably, in each of us there lives a small part that sometimes wants to become a fragile dandelion - defenseless, light, which you can just pick up, warm and protect from the cold wind.
The relationship between a man and a woman is something much deeper than just the time spent together. This is a union of souls, where there is no place for pretense or games. I like one old but very wise saying: only a husband and wife can truly love each other... Children love us because we are their parents... We love our parents because they gave birth to us and raised us... But we love our person just like that - not for something, but because we chose him ourselves.
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