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The words were not necessary.
She could not change him
and he didn’t wanted to be changed.
He liked the life as it was…
passion was his weakness.
Every passion had to go his way
he didn’t wanted to miss a part of his freedom
and soul and she knew…
that is why they get along well.
Today they share the same passion for wine,
the same passion for life on their own way.
And tomorrow…
who knows?
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