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They say, there are places scented with the essence of unforgettable memories. That there are songs that always carry a nickname in their lyrics, of a lost lover.
They say, that it takes only one scent to bring back the memory incarnate.
But I say that there are also days, whole months, that have their own name; I always remember you around this time, no matter how far away the days were when we walked together and the cold we took them off with hugs, and between laughs I dried your tears and between kisses you calmed my hands.
Tonight bears your name, for this night and forever ...