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Once upon a time, in a small coffee-house at the end of the world, an

odd group of people gathered. A few journalists, two rebels with a

cause, one writer and one lost soul. He was the writer and I was the lost

soul.

Everybody were noisy, talking, only two of us were quiet. But our eyes

were sending secret messages. Mine were screaming “Save me!”, and

his were answering “ I wish I could...I wish that so much, but I can’t.”.

The dawn departed us all. The magic had gone. I never saw him again.

Maybe we were the right persons, but the time was wrong...or maybe

the time was right and we were wrong. Maybe is a beautiful, mysterious

word.

Happy Saint Valentines Day to you!

Special thanks goes to Ljiljana Bursac, Nini Baseema, Kiyo Murakami,

Murielle Mirabelle Velay Michel, Jelena Grujic, Ian Furniss, Bolek

Budzyn, Thierry Bruet, Gines Serran, Mark Sadan and to all of you.

Maia Sylba