Touch is a boundary and freedom. “Mine” is an anchor in chaos. Love is a choice, alive without words in every touch.
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Прикосновение — граница и свобода. «Мой/моя» — якорь в хаосе. Любовь — выбор, живой без слов в каждом касании.
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