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I love you breathlessly, my amazing man.

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Paullina Simons
Age: 61
Born: 1963
Born: January 1
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St. Petersburg
Breathlessly
Amazing
Men
Love

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Tania, last time in Morozovo, I let you go, but not this time. This time we live together or we die together.
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Love is, to be loved,” said Alexander, “in return.
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Not bombs nor my broken heart can take away from me walking barefoot with you in jasmine June through the Field of Mars.
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I'm not hungry, Alexander whispered. I'm famished. Watch out for me. Now, don't make a single sound, he said, moving on top of her. Tania, God....I'll cover your mouth, just like this, and you hold on to me, just like this, and I'm going to-just like this-
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We can’t forget that I owe you my life.” She gazed at him. “We can’t forget that I belong to you.” “I like that sound of that,” Alexander said, hugging her tighter.
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Memory - that fiend, that cruel enemy of comfort.
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Awash in a flood of hostility and despair, they battled and railed and shattered their bodies on one another, unable to find one strand, one sobering swallow of solace.
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Please stop looking at me, she thought, afraid of his eyes and terrified of her own heart.
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Tania, there is so much still ahead of you. Be patient with life
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Dear God, Tatiana prayed in bed that night, turning to the wall and pulling the white sheet and the thin brown blanket over herself. If You are there somewhere, please teach me how to hide what I never knew how to show.
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And that's my point: all great things worth having require great sacrifice worth giving.
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We’ll meet again in Lvov, my love and I…” Tatiana hums, eating her ice cream, in our Leningrad, in jasmine June, near Fontanka, the Neva, the Summer Garden, where we are forever young.
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In Alexander's life there was one thread that could not be broken by death, by distance, by time, by war. Could not be broken. As long as I am in the world, she said with her breath and her body, as long as I am, you are permanent, soldier.
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Thank you, she whispered, for keeping yourself alive, soldier. You're welcome, he whispered back.
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Alexander knew that before he had light instead of darkness, he had to deserve light instead of darkness.
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Ask yourself these three questions, Tatiana Metanova, and you will know who you are. Ask: What do believe in? What do you hope for? What do you love?
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You are my hand grenade, my artillery fire. You have replaced my heart with yourself.
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And then, because she was Tatiana and because she couldn’t help herself, and because he wouldn’t have it any other way, she ran to him and was in his arms.
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