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He was dark and brooding
She was stolid and light
They sat in a quiet disquiet
As the night tram cut through
A snow covered Prague
Nothing mattered anymore
He didn’t say a word
And yet –
She knew.

Photograph curated from internet, unable to locate the copyright owner, no infringement intended.

 

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