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for f,
whom i'm in love with in spite of our great differences
because i turned to him abruptly, wanted to say something but was stopped short.
by his side profile. close. to revelation.
he was looking ahead.
" why are you staring at me?"
me-"are you going to scold me?"
and he smiled. a minor miracle. a part of life.
" who would dare to scold you..."

i'm staring at you because i'm amazed.