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läser the history of love, nicole krauss
lyssnar på and i remember every kiss, jens lekman
"there will be no kisses tonight. there will be no holding hands tonigt. 'cause what is now wasn't there before and should not be. i know i've broken some hearts, i understand. some firecrackers blow up in your hand. though i've fucked up i've always tried to be true."