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Just another escape route from Fermina.
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But then, I found myself falling for her.
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And I became a lover in pursuit.
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I hunted her.
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I was the lover who never showed his face.
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I will never be able to smell turpentine again...
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without thinking of this
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blessed afternoon.
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No, wait, wait.
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What?
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What are you doing?
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You will see.