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You're not going to see this tonight. You'll probably call me tomorrow or in a couple of days, and say "I'm sorry," and I will laugh and say it wasn't a big deal.
But it is right now. I'm worried, liebe. I worry too much for my own good. You said you'll be okay, and you will, but that means right now you're not.
Wherever you are, let my wings join with yours and form a solid security for you. There's nothing better, right?