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I miss Talkša lake and being high all day. I miss her dancing and the way she was saying my name. I miss his very long hair and watching animes together. I miss going to a shop and buying avocados. I miss going to school and having lunch there. I miss the tent we have made and her asking me am I happy now? And me answering not yet. I miss me learning how to ride a bike and falling and having wounds. I miss not smocking and saving money for traveling. I miss her cooking. I miss trips in the forest. I miss quarantine and rolling cigarettes in the strawberry paper. I miss my red skirt. I miss our small kitchen and cleaning it. I miss her talking about her plants. I miss my wish to kiss her and the fact that I didn’t dare.