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it is not necessary to tel about as we become attached to small essences which run in our houses and apartments. Inside of itself it feels everyone. At times we become attached to them more than to people around of ourselves. In a rage and pleasure they always with us. Are always silent and always ready to listen to all our ideas with what they were. They don't understand meaning "life" as we. They do not have cares, there are no excitements. We love them. More than we love ourselves. We are pleased in dialogue with them, nothing will replace it a small lovely essence. It is always ready to be aroung us and never will betray. It will understand our rage and will come later to our legs, being sorry. It is betraid to us and we always try to answer the same... Sometimes during the moment of fury or simply bad mood we forget, that we are obliged to it too as to anybody another. Its life depends on us. We understand it more often when already late and its number beside is not present...
Few minutes ago my mother has brought a lifeless body of my cat... I sitting near a computer, write these lines... I cry.. And I am sick... I never shall feel anything loss, than loss of an essence which I am boundless loved... Its hard for me... That, who ever had the same feelings will understand me...
I wish to tell you only one... Love those who near to you then, when it is not late...

Aprill,

I too have lost, at various times, those little essences which have made my life more complete. I know your grief and wish you peace.

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